Saturday, May 3, 2014

Good Times in the Greenhouse

I LOVE having a greenhouse.  So far all the plants are alive and flourishing!  It smells and looks wonderful inside.  Soon I am going to drag all the flower pots I've filled out to the patios.  I can't wait to see how gorgeous all the new clay pots filled with flowers look around the house.
 
My mom, dad, and I filled the Yukon XL with flowers at the WSU Hort Club plant sale a few weeks back.  There was barely room for me on the one seat left in the back.
 
Can you see the wagon?  We are so serious when we go to the plant sale that we take our own wagon to cart our goods around on.  We have to keep a close eye on that thing or other flower happy will take off with it.   
 
 
 Soon after we got all the plants home, I decided to get most everything into pots.  I really enjoy planning the pots and designing them to match one another depending on where they are going to end up around the house.  Everything looks great.

After class on Wednesday, I hit up Lowes and purchased supplies to make a raised garden bed.  Since I was in my little car, I had to get creative with loading eight foot boards in it.  As you can see, the boards went from the trunk all the way up to the front seat with me.  I would really love to have my own pickup but I can obviously make do with my Subaru!

Yesterday afternoon, my dad and I worked in the shop to build the raised garden bed.  I laugh when I think about all the blog posts I read about making your own garden bed at home.  Yes we used supplies we already had, like the blogs encourage you to do, but I don't think 4 inch screws or 5 twelve inch clamps in a huge shop with a power saw is what they had in mind. 
 
So there it is out by the greenhouse.  Next on the list is to find some dirt to fill it.  Then I can bring the tomato and pepper plants I have inside the greenhouse out to be planted.

 

Nursing School Update

Currently, I have been accepted to two of the four nursing schools I have applied to.  There are pluses and minuses to both places so far, which makes making up my mind difficult.  To add the difficulty (because I like a little challenge) I am going to see if the other schools send me acceptance letters.  Being accepted feels good, but it does not make decision making any easier.  Even though I do not know where I will decide to go next fall, at least I no longer have to worry about whether or not I filled in the pages of applications correctly or if I answered interview questions to the best of my abilities.  Really, so far so good on this nursing school journey.  One thing for certain, though, I will be staying in Eastern Washington (but that was a given).