I'm not a morning person, and I know I miss spectacular sunrises as a consequence, but being a creature of the night has its perks, too.
My seeds arrived a month ago and I'm getting anxious to get things growing. Around here, our last expected frost date is June 1, so I still have time to get my annual flower seeds planted. Joel helped Carl get the greenhouse components out of Mom's old machine shed last Wednesday. We were also treated to a visit from Joel and Audrey mid-week. Mom just lights up when she sees Audrey.
|Playing the organ with Great Grandma!|
Mom's been spending time coloring pictures since she's been living here, but I know she was missing her painting projects. Her eyesight isn't clear enough to work on very detailed statuary, so I remembered the pine cones I'd saved last fall for a possible wreath project. I retrieved her paints and prepared some pine cones for her by cutting the cones down to size with my Felco pruners. Mom was thrilled to be able to paint again and I'm happy to see her hard at work.
We're going to make a wreath and maybe glue some to styrofoam balls and make hanging decorations.
On Saturday, Carl and I assembled the greenhouse while Mom was working on painting pine cones in the house. I can see her from the driveway, so it worked out fairly well. In between times, I would go in and ask her if she needed anything. She's able to walk behind her wheelchair for short trips which is a good thing, but I like to know when she's up and about to be on the safe side. We're still looking at options to alert me to Mom's movements when I'm outside since she's loathe to notify me using the doorbell button.
Some frisky (pesky!) raccoons somehow managed to destroy the plumbing fittings for the hot water trays, so Carl has to repair the lines. I'm going to start filling flats with soil and will probably plant my seeds in the kitchen so Mom won't be alone. She'd love to help plant, but her eyesight isn't quite good enough for the job. Maybe she'll be able to plant the marigolds; they are quite large.
On Sunday, the three of us went to Fleet Farm for wire for an upcoming bizarre project which I'll write about if it comes to fruition, and chicken feed. Mom seems to like riding around in the stores. On our way home, we stopped at Stein's and bought seedling mix soil and some new flats.
I was awed by a display of orchids; I've never tried growing them, but they are tempting.
I managed to avoid purchasing the exotic orchids, but the lily just had to come home with us.
There's no doubt about these bulbs growing, they're already out of the package. There's always room for lilies around here.
But even if I don't get any flower seeds planted this year, at least I'll have Mom's work to display.