Before she broke her foot, Sister came over this way and worked her planting magic on my front pots. (The very same day that the littles deconstructed the basement and the big oak fell out of nowhere, in fact.)
Sister also put the basket of french tulips together for me eons ago and I still adore it. This year, Mother surprised me with a mini DIY chalkboard frame announcing “Spring” to adorn it! *love*
I’m infamous in my family for my black thumb and I had to pinky promise I’d keep these beauts watered and dead headed (see, I’m already talking the lingo.)
If I knew anything about plants (or if I’d saved the little tags Sister told me to hold onto), I’d tell you what these pretty things are. Alas, I do not, so I won’t pretend. Oh, and speaking of dead heading, she plucked that one in the middle there about 2.5 seconds after her last pre-cast arrival.
The height of pots has been bothering me for a good long while, so I gave them a lift by turning another flower pot (found at Target) upside down as a base. Here’s the side by side before and after…
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