Roxbury Mills has been around since 1929, first as a grain and feed store, and then as the farm and garden center it is today. It’s the kind of old-fashioned place you still find in small towns—where you can still buy seeds in bulk, where old-timers can answer tricky gardening questions, and where everything in sight isn’t encased in plastic blister packs. In the middle of January, there’s not much in bloom, but on a recent walk through the nursery, we found an unexpected surprise--a collection of odd statuary. I’m not exactly sure who buys these things for their gardens—maybe no one does, and they are just there for the amusement of customers. I’m a complete non-gardener, so I admit I’ve spent very little time here, but now I'm going to have to check back in from time to time to see if the curious exhibits in this everyman's sculpture garden change with the seasons, or are part of a more permanent collection.
Who doesn't need a bear topiary? I'm thinking either one of my brothers would love this for their birthday. It's the gift that keeps on giving.