Planted the few Packages of annuals in dad’s garden boxes. He would love them. After he fell twice in the garden I regulated him to the porch (out of the sun and heat on level ground). Next thing I know there’s a huge box being delivered by UPS. I thought one of the grandkids had sent him a package. NO it was three rectangular growing boxes that just fit across the porch. He grew lettuce, radishes, spinach etc in his garden. We added a few more pots for a patio tomatoe and herbs His last summer while he was putzing in the dirt he tells me “I should have been a farmer instead of a lawyer!” He got so much pleasure out of his little garden.
Finished weed-eating the terraced hillside garden. Should be able to plant the summer sun seeds tonight
When I came in BB jumped out of a box that’s become his favorite toy. Attack cat! Back on lap now in nap cat mode.
Cooling off. So warm so quickly. And the world is surviving without me.
That’s what I need! Grow boxes on the porch. Thanks for relating that story of your dad. Sounds like he was a good man to the end.
Give BB a pet for me.
It’s a wonderful life.
Good for you. :-)