It’s a question we’ve heard from our spouses, parents, children, friends–what do you want?
And just like that, you could name it. Some sparkly little thing that caught your eye. As long as it was modest and perhaps scalable (you’d be just as happy with the paperback; you’ll take a dozen bulbs or a hundred), you’d probably get it.
But this year it’s so not OK to want stuff. In response to the "What do you want?" question, I find myself giving answers like, "I want you to hold onto your money and stay out of foreclosure"—and I actually mean it.
However. Just for the moment. Let us hearken back to those simpler times when it was OK to want stuff. Let’s pretend your loved one has decided that virtue has its place, but so does buying something pretty for the person who has agreed to wake up next to you every single day, no matter how old and weird you get.
So what would it be? And don’t say gift certificates. This isn’t a financial transaction; it’s a pretty little gift wrapped up with a big bow on top.
I’ll go first.
I want a wooden garden walkway. I thought I’d have to buy it myself, but no, turns out you can just buy the stuff in a big roll and lay it down. Brilliant. Check out the photos at Mister Boardwalk. You’ve got your choice of woods or wood alternatives.
As long as we’re at it, I’ll take some solar path lights to light it up.
And an exotic amaryllis. Or two. Or three. See how scalable this is?
Oh, and while you can’t put it in a box with a bow on top, and while it has nothing to do with gardens: I would like to be taken somewhere warm and very, very south of the border for a week or month or so. Steady supply of mojitos a must.
OK, now it’s your turn. What do you want?