As warm as it's been since early April, I could have - perhaps should have - started on my containers a lot sooner. But, there is a piece of me that has kept saying "it's too early - we could still get a night that's too cold."
But Saturday I finally journeyed to the local garden center (not a big blue or orange box altho I know they get a lot of their plants from the big national growers) and loaded up on annuals and bedding plants for the pots.
While I don't have a real potting bench, I have created a good potting space behind the garden shed where the two big storage bins are just the right height, and all I have to bring in is the water.
I finally realized that if you get all the pieces parts assembled and ready to go, putting together the actual groupings is pretty easy. This year, I added a large new pot. In its last life it was the keeper for a hose, but it just never really worked very well, so I drilled some extra holes in the bottom and added about a zillion cubic feet of potting mix and voila!
Sunday really was the first day that I've spent the entire day in the garden - cutting, weeding, digging, watering, the whole nine yards. It felt great!
What could be nicer than watching the seasons come and go in the garden. I hope to retire in about three years and spend more time just digging in the dirt. I'm not a professional gardener, but enjoy putting my hands in the dirt and seeing what happens.
For now, let's enjoy it together!