already scratched that itch.
Dear Mom Dixon,
I completely understand the urge to dig in dirt. The gardeners itch perhaps? I can't call myself a gardener yet because I'm not that good at it but I'm learning and I would rather buy flowers then pay bills. So I think I'm on my way. Which leads me to this weekends activities, buying flowers and planting them. Probably a tinsy bit premature. I should have maybe waited a couple of more weeks but I have school the next three Saturdays and the compulsion to plant won. My downstairs neighbor who offers both very friendly gardening advice and just told me I could use her hose so I don't have to hand water everything (happy face) told me about these things that can hang on rails to hold your pots. I found them at the ever famous big lots where I was buying a pink horse for pickles to play with as she recovered from her recent bout with the croup (I think my mom put me on autopilot to go there as it was her favorite store to buy presents at) and had a party when I found them. I also tried to buy a hose for myself and bought a soaker hose instead of a normal one which would have essentially soaked my apartment every time I watered (hence why I can't call myself a gardener yet). So after I took that back and bought a couple more racks for my pots so I could fit them all on my rail I decided I have enough flowers for now. Now, until I can figure out how to shade my other porch balcony to have more flowers. Right now its too sunny to grow anything. But I'm working on it. Until then...flowers make me happy.
Sincelrely Yours,
Laura Fletcher
P.S. The empty looking long pot is actually sweet peas that I'm hoping will grow up the rail.