After such a busy, long day yesterday, I was surprised to wake so early. Then I remembered: Fuchsia Saturday. Oh, the excitement, the joyous anticipation of choosing the fuchsia starts, waiting in seemingly endless lines to purchase, only to wait in another line to have all my starts planted in that touted Black Gold potting soil... So much later than when I started out, we were back home putting pots where they go, planting the garden and planting the remaining pots. Hans partitioned the garden so each child has their own space.
I loved being outside with everyone planting the pots and the garden. The kids worked hard on their plots, with Hazel's, "I want spinach!" or "I want carrots!" simply because she heard someone mention planting the seeds elsewhere. I'm curious to see how their gardens grow. Hazel was an excellent planter.
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