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Spring losses

So yesterday I got home and the planters still weren’t here, but I wasn’t too fussed about it. Then about 7:30, my landlord came over and said he took some boxes into his house so they wouldn’t sit outside. I love that they are so nice and awesome about doing that for Bear and I, but sometimes I wish they’d leave the boxes be. Because then things like this happen:

So I was working on something when I got the boxes and just pushed them to the side. Then around 9 I thought, I bet it’ll be less stressful on the plants if I transplanted them at night. I really wish Bear had been awake. Sometimes I need someone to help me check the crazy. Because that’s what I did. From about 9pm until 10pm I was outside with only the light coming through the kitchen windows and the porch light from the house next to ours. (ohmygod, side rant about how much that light pisses us off? It goes straight through one of the windows that we didn’t have a shade on. Now we have a shade.) Let me tell you, putting down soil and fertilizer and dolomite(????) and moving tomato plants in the dark? In 50 degrees. I got dirt all over the sweatshirt I was wearing. As soon as I was done, it came off and went straight into the washer. But all the plants are in… not so correct planters, but everything should be fine. It was DARK. I didn’t realize until this morning, but Bradley and the Siberian were supposed to go in the same planter. Instead Siberian is now in its own and Bradley is with Black Prince. *winces* I’ll post pictures tomorrow. All the planters have covers now too. Thank Goodness, because it’s raining today and it’s supposed to keep raining for the next couple of days. The new planters have drainage holes, but the old one, that has TWO PLANTS (Why didn’t I remember last night why I only wanted one plant in the old planter??) doesn’t have drainage.

Whatever. I’m not moving another plant. They’ve already been tortured enough and it’s fucking 48 degrees outside. *cries*

And if that’s not sad enough, let me show you the beauty that is no more:

That gorgeous plant had an unusual amount of flowers this year. I love it. Every year it’s gorgeous, but this year it was spectacular. It was pulling itself down with all the flower petals. Last year there were bees and all kinds of insects around the plant well into June. This year? All of those flowers are gone already. The pictures I took are all I have left:

The tomato plants are just down that path:

At least I don’t have to worry about knocking off petals when I want to get to my tomatoes.