Be Proud Of Me, Mom. I Asked For Help.

You may remember the last time I went to try to fetch compost or potting soil in bags. It didn't work out so well.

Earlier this week, the boy and I bought three containers to transplant his blueberry bushes into. We needed tons of potting soil to fill these mammoth pots as well as to take care of other container plantings. I needed those huge 2.5 cft bags. I almost hossed it out myself, but then remembered what happened last time I tried to be awesome (note sarcasm) and asked for help. After I watched two grown men struggle getting the five bags I bought into the truck, I was glad I asked.

The boy got these blueberry bushes for his third birthday. He'll be six next month. The man ordered them through the mail for him and they arrived as bare, almost dead twigs. We've transplanted them into larger pots each year, and they sure are looking good. Last year the boy got his first few blueberries off of them. He only got a hand full over all, but he loved them. This year, hopefully we'll get more. He's got four plants and I've never pruned them. I know I need to do that, but they'd be so sorry looking if I did. I'll most likely begin the pruning process next year as they'll likely remain in these pots for years as I don't think I can buy any much larger.

We also planted lavender and strawberries for the boy and started some potatoes in pots for me. I really hope those work!! I'll post on everything throughout the week.

The morning comes early. Sweet gardening dreams.