At this time of year there is no hiding it, every windowsill is covered in plants, with a few of the larger ones on tables or by doors and generally scattered around the house. The other common symptom is watching out for nurseries when visiting new locations. This was in full flow at the weekend, it was too much when a sign appeared at the side of the road saying "Largest selection of alpines in the UK". Permission was granted for a QUICK stop and I left with 4 little pots and a big smile.
Sometimes it the signs are more subtle, on seeing these my first thought what great planters, drainage holes and everything. Why can't we find troughs like this in London.
It took me a while to realise they were coffins.
Being in a grave yard at the time, should probably have been a clue.
I still think they would make great troughs, a definite talking point in the garden. I am obviously not alone. When I told this to a friend he sent me a link to a story about a couple who had planted up a trough they found in their new garden. Only to find out it was a unique roman coffin worth £100000! (Here is a link to the story).
This is not unusual for me, I have notice that I tend to look at objects thinking about their potential as planters. A big log that could be hollowed out, an old bird bath, or that toy dumper trunk that is crying out to be planted up.
So do you have any less obvious symptoms of your plant addiction?