Laura gave us each a roller of Peaceful Child last Christmas–it’s incredible…and better than that–it works! Just a tad on the bottoms of a couple of little feet, and it’s calm, smooth sailing from there on. I love these oils!
One day the Bald Kid was particularly bored and started digging up the front flower bed. No particular reason…he just wanted to.
Which turned out to be a pretty handy-dandy thing because Jillian and Josh brought me a zillion impatiens and one giant hydrangea for Mother’s Day.
What, I ask you, would I have done if all that dirt was still hard and weedy and dreadful? Heaven only knows.
But since it was all soft and mushy, we added some soaked peat moss and a busload of compost and stuck those pretty little things right in the ground. Again, I say “we” like I have a mouse in my pocket or something. It was the guy who did it all again. But I took all the flowers out of the packs and lined them all up and handed them to him in just the right order. That’s an important job too.
Tons and tons of work going on just outside my window in the back.
Oh, mostly by the Bald Kid, of course.
He did most of the digging and mixing…
and I did most of the pointing and clapping.
But I did manage to plant most of the flowers on the left side–namely, the phlox, veronica, peonies, columbine, celosia and bleeding heart.
All while the big guy was busy planting a zillion strawberry starts. Yes, yes, I know they are very close–too close perhaps. But if we have to thin them later, well, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. Besides…Nessie’s a big fan.
Miss Chicken Fingers loves her new resting place too.
The best part of all—look at my new brick planter! Isn’t it gorgeous? Why that clever boy of mine, put that cool thing together in a couple of hours. And me? Well, I couldn’t even lift the bricks. He’s amazing I tell you and I’m sooooo glad to have him back.