So you remember my post about the house number pot?
Check it out.
Ok, so thinking that I'm totally awesome and can keep plants alive (HA!) I decided to put something in the pot.
It can't just sit empty on my porch.
Or can it?
Anyway here is the little story with that.
So, I was doing the quick walk through of our local Deals store, buying things to toss in a care package for the hubs and I saw that they carried starter soil.
You know, the stuff that you start your seeds in before you transport them into the actual pot.
It was only a dollar.
I bought two little bags.
Being the genius that I am I plopped those two bags into the pot and put seeds under the customary 2 inches of soil.
I'm not completely dumb.
I waited and watered.
2 full weeks passed.
I thought 'Hm, maybe the seeds were too old...'
So I went and bought some bulbs to put in my cute pot.
No, I didn't take the hint.
I watered my bulbs.
I made sure sun conditions were correct.
2 weeks after that, I was mad.
I put the dang soil stuff in. I watered it, what the heck was happening.
Or wasn't, as the case would be.
I started digging in the pot and couldn't find a trace of the little seeds that I put in there.
With a huff, I threw my clean, new gardening gloves on the porch and drove to Meijer to grab a bag of soil.
Check out the progress.
This is one week after the new soil.
Yay! I'm so excited. I can't wait to have a little color popping up.
I'll update when things are pretty and wonderful.
Anyone else have gardening woes?
Or a black thumb?