Late getting my WFMW post up. We're up to our armpits in room repainting. I finally broke down and told my girls they could re-do their room. (I'll post a picture when we're done.) Anyway, I thought about just waiting until next week, but frankly I'm sick seeing that bag of fish at the top of my blog so I'm going to go ahead and post.
My daughter, Rummy, has been wanting to plant a little garden for a couple of years. I've been reticent because while I'd love to be a gardener like, Mary or Carol or Hiraeth, I just haven't found that I have the patience for it. However, this last Sunday, a dear friend from church gave us a couple of little seedlings. She had more than she needed and couldn't bare to throw them away. I accepted them gratefully, knowing that Rummy would be thrilled.
I was starting small. It seemed manageable. But I wanted to plant them close enough to the house so that watering them would be easier and wanted some kind of raised planting bed because planting at ground level seemed so...well...down on the ground. Gardening has no attraction to me when it means I have to crawl around on hands and knees to do it.
So I took this:
I picked a location close to house so that Rummy wouldn't have any trouble watering it each day, with an extra bonus being that it is within sight of the back door so it's hard to forget. I drilled drainage holes in the bottom, put a little gravel in and then filled it with a couple of 25lb bags of brand new garden soil. Then I planted my two little plants and a couple more I bought.
Viola! Garden in a box. Works for me!
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