I apologise for the silence. It’s been a rather hard month with some personal losses and disappointments… but life continues, does it not? I have my little 6-year-old Sunshine and my Husband-of-a-Rock to bring the smiles to my face and this time has drawn us closer… anyhow.. on with it:
I mentioned my vintage ironing board in a previous post.
I also mentioned I stained it a jarrah stain… the same stain as my outdoor table and chairs.
Well, I’ve since filled the courtyard with a slowly growing (cos pots and planters are so expensive!) assortment of my favourite plants: hydrangeas, roses, maidenhair ferns, camellias, butterfly plants, frangipanis and hoyas.
So far, given what we can afford to get and the space restrictions, I love what I’ve achieved but I would like a “potting bench”.
My potting bench
Right now it’s just a couple of borrowed milk crates from the husband (he hoards them) to store my oft-used gardening supplies and when I need to actually pot, I squat on the floor on a tiny stool.
Great potting benches
These are more my style:
Love that enamel bin for potting soil. Not terribly hard to stencil it on an enamel bin myself, but with the 10kg economical potting soil bags, pretty isn’t available. Maybe I need to start looking for a large enamel rubbish bin. Yellow or pink. On castors.
This one above is the first I’ve seen with actual sprays and plastics… I mean, potting benches should be filled with seaweed concentrates, Osmocote fertilisers, dirty gardening gloves, rose food, insecticides etc. Come on!
I need me a giant sized of that terrarium.