This coming weekend my daughter's school is celebrating their 60th anniversary, and we have been asked to lend some potted colour, so on the weekend, I filled a couple of empty terracotta pots with some flowering plants.
The semi-finished product looks like this, outside my laundry door. (Need a couple more pots, still some to do.) I am happy with how it looks so far.
I am happy to have a bit of colour in the garden - it's the only thing that is not bare dirt.
I forgot how much I enjoy having a potter in the garden.