...we had *planned* to start the job of stripping the paint off of our fireplace. But it was far too warm and muggy to have the house open for that chore.
So this morning, while the DH talked to his sister on the phone, I worked on my Father's Day challenge fic, and did some MEFA liaison chores. And then we went to a new plant nursery. And then I planted everything when I got home.
It was very nice--the family that owns it is Mennonite, and it's meticulously kept, and the young woman who helped us was very knowledgeable about the plants. We had bought three hanging pots for the front deck, so I got some geraniums and some red and white vinca and some dusty miller to put in those. And I also picked up some convolvulos, some lobelia, verbena and allysum to plant in a planter in our new flower bed.
I also picked up a lemon thyme and some creeping thyme, and one bell pepper plant. (I can't eat peppers, I'm allergic, but the DH loves them, so one plant should be fine.)
Of things I've already planted, my tomatoes are thriving, and so are my herbs: I have rosemary, basil, sage, mint, oregano, parsley, and stevia--and now thyme. My dill died, so I need to plant more of that. I was afraid the stevia would die, but the last few days, it has perked up, and is actually starting to leaf out more. I'm excited about that, because it is a natural sweetener.
I still have three more tomatoes to transplant into upside down buckets--they weren't quite big enough last week when I did the others.
My radishes are growing like crazy, and may be ready for harvest soon. Onions look good, my lettuce finally has sprouted, and so have the bush beans. I transplanted my bush cukes to a great big planter, and they seem to be growing well. Sadly, my carrot seeds never did sprout.
Nothing like playing in the dirt in the spring. I'm sure Sam knows what I mean!
So this morning, while the DH talked to his sister on the phone, I worked on my Father's Day challenge fic, and did some MEFA liaison chores. And then we went to a new plant nursery. And then I planted everything when I got home.
It was very nice--the family that owns it is Mennonite, and it's meticulously kept, and the young woman who helped us was very knowledgeable about the plants. We had bought three hanging pots for the front deck, so I got some geraniums and some red and white vinca and some dusty miller to put in those. And I also picked up some convolvulos, some lobelia, verbena and allysum to plant in a planter in our new flower bed.
I also picked up a lemon thyme and some creeping thyme, and one bell pepper plant. (I can't eat peppers, I'm allergic, but the DH loves them, so one plant should be fine.)
Of things I've already planted, my tomatoes are thriving, and so are my herbs: I have rosemary, basil, sage, mint, oregano, parsley, and stevia--and now thyme. My dill died, so I need to plant more of that. I was afraid the stevia would die, but the last few days, it has perked up, and is actually starting to leaf out more. I'm excited about that, because it is a natural sweetener.
I still have three more tomatoes to transplant into upside down buckets--they weren't quite big enough last week when I did the others.
My radishes are growing like crazy, and may be ready for harvest soon. Onions look good, my lettuce finally has sprouted, and so have the bush beans. I transplanted my bush cukes to a great big planter, and they seem to be growing well. Sadly, my carrot seeds never did sprout.
Nothing like playing in the dirt in the spring. I'm sure Sam knows what I mean!