Last night at 9:30 we decided we wanted to start a little garden on our porch.
In the almost 7 years we have been married, we have never had a porch. And in my 28 years of living I have never planted a plant. Except that little one in the egg crate when I was little.
But for weeks now we have been eyeballing that large slab of concrete wondering, what if? What if we had plants? A little herb garden? Bird feeders? An oasis right on our back porch? Are we responsible enough parents to start our own greenhouse? Does the thought of sipping lemonade on the porch during a hot summer day while we watch little blue jays and water the plants make us, you know, old? Older than we are?
Doesn't matter. Sometimes our best decisions are made in moments of passion past 10 p.m.
We jumped in the car, went to Wal-Mart and bought a shmorgersborg of pots, herbs, plants, potting soil, a water bucket thingy, a little shovel, and a few chairs and a little table. We came home elated. I picked out two little bush things that can grow to be 10 feet tall! And some cilantro! Ryan got a plant that grows flowers all year. We went to our porch and admired how beautiful it was. Beautiful! Today was to be the day we began to create our Eden.
But we hit a snag.
You can't see the sun at 10 p.m. All plants sound good at night time. They aren't so good during the day if there is no sun.
I have sat on my couch staring outside all day like a sleuth waiting for clues to accidentally fall into my trap. Waiting for the sun to accidentally shower the patio with sunshine. "AH-HA!" I will say to the sun, "I got you!"
It is almost 4 p.m. and there is no sun. Ryan says our little Eden will die within a week.
Dead. What a tragedy.
I believe the plants can feel the sun. If you look at the picture above you can see the sun hitting the sidewalk just a few feet away from the patio. Is that enough? Can the plants feel it? Will they grow or will they die?
If you have a green thumb, let me know.
If nothing else, we have a beautiful porch for Easter weekend!