We observed a randomly beautiful day on Saturday by filling the flower boxes on our porch. I say "we" and by that I mean Mike and his trusty assistant Anna. I was on standby to fetch plastic trash bags and provide water to the workers. A foreman, if you will...
I have to say the operation went extremely well. Although her plastic shovel only managed to remove a single teaspoon of dirt at a time, she did prove to be a fairly adept helper. She lost some steam after the first flower box and then wanted to just watch the cars drive by, but I think that's probably par for the course at this age.
In the end, Anna was covered in dirt (seriously, why wipe your hands on a towel when your shirt and pants are right there?), but nothing a quick bubble bath couldn't handle. And our porch now boasts gorgeous spring flowers.
Thanks, Mike and Anna!
A little to the left, no, to the right, oh... just let me do it, Da Da!
Let me show you how it's done...
Beautiful job, guys!
2 comments:
your "yard" looks fantastic. nice work.
good idea, too -- I'll have to let G try helping when we get around to our boxes.
It great to see her helping. She's so good at that. It's a good thing she has her gardening tools handy! Love ya, Aunt Pam
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