I was so excited to get started potting my herbs when I got home that I couldn't be bothered with changing clothes. But I quickly realized I would have to sit down and get a little dirty, so I went and put on something more reasonable.
I had three pots left over from my brief foray into pot painting six years ago, but they really weren't big enough. The POs left lots of nice-sized pots in the crawlspace, but when I went to fetch them, a big fat spider was guarding the entrance and I just couldn't muster up the courage to get past him.
I'm sounding more and more like a powderpuff every minute, huh?
Anyway, I potted what I could - the corsican mint, rosemary and lavendar - and left the rest for today when my manly hubby can bring the pots out of the dark and dismal crawlspace.
Aren't they just darling? And the rosemary and mint smell divine. I'm a great lover of minty things.
Oh, but there's bad news. I finally got around to measuring the Hoosier cabinet, and that butthead is three inches too wide. I don't know what to do now. I guess I can just put it somewhere else in the house and find something else for that spot. Ugh, what a disappointment.
Now I'm thinking maybe a little corner cabinet would work best for that narrow space.