My fortieth birthday present that I connived/guilted him into was the greenhouse of my dreams.
I asked him how he would feel if it was football season and he didn't have a TV or a computer. Cause that's how I feel when I can't garden during the winter months. And somehow, after all my years of pleading for a greenhouse, that was what got through to him.
But he's actually really gotten into it. We feel like we're officially an "old couple," since we spent a Saturday afternoon at Home Depot and working on the greenhouse instead of going out to dinner for a date.
It's been pretty warm lately, making the temp in the greenhouse at least in the 90's during the middle of the day. My thermometer reads over 100 at times, but I'm not sure how accurate it is.
We're starting veggies and herbs and flowers from seed.
Saving some plants that would normally die once the first freeze hits.
And coming out here for some quiet moments.
I feel like we've added another room to the house.
We also have a few new pets -- that have moved into the greenhouse. More about them next time.
1 comment:
Heather! I love it! I love how you were talking about your birthday present...don't we all guilt our husbands into something around our birthdays, even though they've done something fabulous already:)
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