Dirt Day!

I bought plants. Lots of plants.

The boys and I make a habit of visit our hardware store's plant section.  They have a great selection of plants in the clearance area, and most are still very healthy and in season.  We recently went and pick up all this stuff for $35 bucks. 

 Lots and lots of plants, and a bag of dirt.  But the dirt isn't for my plants, strangely.

I got all the non-fern (ferns went to hanging locations) plants together and pulled out a big metal tub we used to grow pumpkins last year.  Unfortunately, our pumpkins (and all squash family things) had a terrible case of powdery mildew and couldn't be saved, so the bucket just needed some weeds pulled.  I went to work arranging and planting my plants.  And while I worked, so did the boys, with the bag of dirt they bought.

It was all their idea, to buy some dirt for their construction vehicles.  So I opened the bag, gave them shovels, and the worked to fill the water table while I planted.  (Can you see Maurice the giant metal chicken back there?  Best Christmas present ever).

They were happy driving, I was happy planting.

Who made the bigger mess?  Me, by a long shot.  But we were all happy.

See you soon!