On this gorgeous summer day, I'm linking up at Better with Age to show off some of Big Red's gardening guru-ness. (guruosity? I make up words for alliterative purposes.)
Big Red is on a mission to find unique planters. I have to guard things I don't want filled with flowers, or he will drill holes in them and stuff them full of geraniums.
Today's tour: the deck. After a cool, wet May, we didn't get our bedding plants started before school was out, so things still look a bit sparse. In a few weeks, they'll be lush and gorgeous.
This washtub was my grandmother's.
Instead of dirty socks, now it holds dragonwing begonias and some sort of unidentified trailing greenery.
The deluxe-version double washtub came with our house.
It holds perennial, bad-to-the-bone purple veronica, vinca, verbena, coleus, and petunias.
Big Red used his mad bargaining skilz to acquire this wooden barrel.
(Purple flower: haven't got a clue.)
Gerber daisies love this spot of our house. The concrete planters were on my grandmother's steps.
This old bucket held everything from snap beans to bubbly car-washing water when I was growing up. It's dented because, ahem, we have a 16-year old driver around our house.
I'm blessed to have a husband with a green thumb! It's a pleasure to look out the window or come up the driveway to a yard full of special objects and beautiful blooms.
Garden designer: Big Red
Garden producer: God
Be blessed today,