The Gardener

A while back, I showed you some seed packets that I bought to plant this Spring.  So, just to follow up on just how life rolls here....because believe it or not, I do do more things than observe Eagles and Osprey...here's an update.

When I showed the Pres what I'd picked up, he immediately said that he would bring me home a flat of potting soil mix from the farm.  The plan was to plant the seeds indoors and by the time it was time to plant the seeds, they'd be good to go.

As promised, one day he came in and told me my flat of potting mix was out in the garage and ready for me to plant the seeds.

They were so flipping tiny...like little black fleas in the palm of my hand and once I started the task, the Pres was right there giving directions.  Finally, I just caved and turned the task over to him.

Oh, trust me, he complained about them being so tiny too and when he was done, he said, "Now, we just have to place it in the sun and spritz them every day."

Uh-oh....DILEMMA....

Katniss loves...LOVES, LOVES to dig in my houseplants which I have strategically placed for their protection and hers.  

LIGHT BULB (in my head, of course)...

It wasn't too long before I suggested the Pres' bedroom since he leaves the bedroom door closed because Katniss is not allowed in there.  Once the Pres agreed, I said, 'And now, since they're in your room, you get to tend to them."  He didn't balk at the suggestion or even respond other than his usual "Uh, okay."  Setting the flat on our storage chest we received as a wedding gift, he spritzed daily and just told me, "I hope you have made a lot of room for these.  You know I planted both packets, right?"

seeing, saying, sharing...

The Gardener

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