It’s a good thing I love a green thumb

I don’t have a green thumb, but my significant other does.

As we were on the go on Saturday we stopped at a garden store.

Picked up a couple of bags of potting mix to fill some Tuscan style pots that my mum had given us a while back and were unused.
We also picked up some veggies and some flowers (because all my flowers I had previously planted had been destroyed by the storm which always follows me planting anything).

We (I say we, but I was more of a supervisor), planted some roma tomatoes, cherry tomatoes, celery, carrots, and begonias.

We get so little sun it’s really hit and miss as to whether they’ll flower or grow or die. But I have a reminder in my phone for the 10th December. If everything goes all right we’ll have some home grown carrots for dinner.

And my boy being the handy man he is, is building me a little fence for our garden.
It’s going to be our home sweet home.

I love domestic life sometimes.