My third season of gardening has officially begun. To keep things interesting, this season's opener had a few curve balls. I had only one weekend to plant my garden because my husband and I will be on vacation the last two weeks of May and with the beautiful weather we've been having, everything will surely be picked over by the time we get back. This created a few challenges.
Problem? That weekend was Mother's Day. Solution? Plant two gardens in one day at a remote location (Parent's house approx 80 mins away). Result? Hilarity.
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My Mom's Containers |
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My Containers |
So, this weekend, I planted containers for my mom and myself at my parent's place in Lake Geneva. I brought all of my containers from home, but purchased everything else locally. My dad and husband spent a hectic Saturday morning driving me around as I interviewed my mom on her preferences (white, pink and red), picked up the basics at Lowe's (i.e., dirt, pots, feed) and loaded up on flowers from the local greenhouse, Pesche's (getting lost in the aisles while frantically googling flowers I didn't recognize on my phone and picking up a bit of everything in self-defeat when my time ran out). Then, we took a quick break to have a Mother's Day lunch with my grandparents, leaving me approximately six hours to plant everything before our dinner reservations at 9pm. (Are you still following this?)
By 7pm, I was done, for better or worse.
Better?
- I learned about a lot of plants I had never seen or considered before
- I got to spend some quality time with my family
- I got to use a hose, which is far more efficient than 8 trips to the sink with a watering can.
- I ended up with two beautiful gardens (if I do say so myself)
- I found some bright new pots to replace my mucky old ones
Worse?
- I have no clue what I planted. I just started sticking flower tags in pots so that I could look at it later. I have no idea if I've mixed full sun and partial shades or succulents with water lovers.
- Lower back pain.
- I got a nasty gash on my finger from impatiently ripping open a hose fertilizer attachment.
- Hungry deer (requiring all of my containers to be loaded in the garage before a much needed shower)
... Oh, and we had to fit all of this (and two hyper cats) into one small SUV (or "trucklet" as my husband likes to say) ...
Believe it or not - we actually fit everything and made it back to Madison safe and sound. We even managed to bring everything up and organized it on to our deck. All in all, a fun and frenzied start to another wonderful gardening season.
I promise more detailed posts on my starting line up, and even a post on my mom's garden, once I recover.