Dirt

 

DIRT

2 bags down, only 6 more to go. Wonder how long these will last before they’re in the empty pots.BRODY AND THE DIRTPIPER AND THE DIRT

The Fred Meyer’s Annual Free Fuschia Planting Event is today. Being an “always looking for a deal, and man do I love free things” kinda gal, I highly encouraged Erik to take advantage of it.

 

Details of the event are as follows:

1) Bring your own pots to Fred Meyer

2) Purchase a plant to go in a respective pot (that you brought – this is very important or you’ll find yourself buying even more pots).

3) Take your newly purchased plant along with your pots to the next station after the cash register to get your newly purchased plant planted with some really good dirt in your pot – and here’s what makes this a super special event: FOR FREE!

 

 

 

It’s pretty great. We have, in the past, taken advantage of this event. I’ve seen people drive into the Fred Meyer parking lot in a big trucks and SUV’s with their truck beds and SUV cargo beds lined in painters tarp, loaded up with dozens of empty pots.

It’s a big deal if you’re a gardener; just ask anyone.

 

 

This year though when I asked Erik what time he’d be going so he can borrow my car (my seats fold down and the back is wagon-like, unlike his sedan) his response took me by surprise. He declined.

“There are no good plants right now… and it’s just a pain in the ass, lugging the pots, getting them filled, putting them in the car then lugging them all the way up. No, I’ll pass…. BUT” –  And here’s where he got super excited. ” dirt is like, 25% off right now!”

… And so it went, he went to 2 different Fred Meyers so he could take advantage of purchasing the maximum quantity of 4 per customer… He came home incredibly pleased with himself not just because of how ‘sly’ he was about asking about the ‘dirt that’s on sale’ to the unassuming garden associates at the local Freddy’s but also – and here’s what made him super giddy; the sale wasn’t a buy 1 get 1 half off, no, the sale was a flat 50% off.

Was he one happy boy (unlike Brody here, who still does not understand why he can’t pee on these plants on the deck and likes to stare at them suspiciously).

And all because he got his dirt for half off.

"What is this?!"

“These again?!”

Pea Patch Sign Up

We got the sign up forms this afternoon for our rooftop pea patch. As it stands, to my knowledge, we are the only unit allowed to have 2. We have 2 different last names, you see, so it’s like one of us (take your pick) is incognito – and also I think they let us have 2 spots because Erik has become the resident water-er and care taker of the neglected and sad plants that a well intention-ed person just sorta lost interest in.

$10 gets you half a metal planter. Once you hand over your completed form and a $10 check (for each half metal planter), them you’re good to go….

Insert a mischievous smile, here.

Erik started planting up there a good 3 weeks ago.

I guess now – well, as soon as I hand over the checks and fill out the forms (that’s my job in the gardening realm. I’m very good at it; along with helping pick out plants, helping water the plants, and of course helping eat any eligible crop – I am especially good at this last part, especially when it comes to cooking!) – then we’ll be legit!

Until then, he’s a rogue gardening. And once we’re legit and we’ve been assigned our customary spots (I think we’ve had the same ones for the last 3 or 4 years), then we can see the spots or technically commercial planters, we can plant in…

Insert another mischievous smile, here.

So Many Firsts

Almost 5 years ago at what technically could be categorized as our first Easter together, we visited our very first gardening nursery together. Now, most people on Easter, if they were of that religious denomination that celebrated Easter, would be at church or just be leaving church and headed over to their or their grandmothers home to have an early Easter dinner – but no, not us; we visited a gardening nursery (after we popped in to the local blood center and donated a pint of blood. My very first time –  I wonder if that’s why I remember this day so clearly).

It was a decent sized nursery off of 164th in Lynnwood (no longer there, they shut down a couple years ago). We spent a good hour and a half paroozing the entire nursery; Erik looking through seed packets and starter plants and me checking out the various home accessories. After going through the interior maze of the nursery we finally found our way to the outdoor area that held the pots and what I will then learn are brightly colored tomato towers… oh those brightly colored tomato towers.

Erik finally decided on a bright yellow one. I will never forget this tomato tower, yes, we still have it, but also, Erik scratched the interior of my cargo area as he was shoving it in my car. (It was a pretty decent scratch and it was the only interior blemish my car had at the time!)

Oh that bright yellow tomato tower, it was the very first of many. How many you’re wondering – well, I can’t give you an exact number right now. There are a handful on our deck at the moment but I know there are even more in one of our 2 storage units below our building. Along with the couple (or maybe now it’s few-?) dozen pots.

As Easter is in just 2.5 short weeks, I can’t help but wonder what we will be doing this Easter Sunday. Maybe I’ll suggest a jaunt to his new favorite nursery and we can add to his already bountiful collection of tomato towers. Or maybe we’ll stay in and he can garden the day away… oh who am I kidding, Erik would never give up an opportunity to visit a garden nursery.

The Calm Before The Storm

Enjoying all this open space until it gets taken over by pots and plants.

Enjoying all this open space until it gets taken over by pots and plants.

 

I thought I’d snap some ‘before’ photos of the deck and a few starter plants Erik just started. Pretty soon the deck is going to be so full of pots that I’ll be shimmying around plants just to be able to water them. This really is the calm before the storm.


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Starters

Starters

Grow little starters, grow!

Grow little starters, grow!