It started off with milk containers, paint and a pallet. To be fair, paint and pallets are at the bottom of most of Julia’s projects.
I went to the Mencap garden with Julia last Friday to photograph her latest project.
Obtain some milk containers, making sure they are the same size, as this makes things easier. Cut the bottoms off, paint them and mount them upside down in a pallet (a batten through the handles helps), fill with potting compost and plant things in them.
Then make sure you keep them watered.We also had tea and biscuits. I like Fig Rolls: they remind me of visiting ancient aunts when I was a youngster. Some of them were fearsome, but the Fig Rolls generally made up for it. Time, as always, lends enchantment to the view, and I remember the biscuits more than the feeling of being found too frivolous.
They were, of course, of the generation that thought I’d look better up a chimney, though to be fair to them they had left school around the age of twelve and, mostly, worked in cotton mills all their lives. They tended not to marry, as the supply of husbands had been seriously depleted in the years between 1914 and 1918.
What with the Great War, the Great Depression, the death of the cotton industry and the Second World War, they didn’t have an easy time of it.
It’s made quite a good planter now it’s finished, though I expect to be asked about automatic watering systems next.
I like the planters. Great Aunt Evelyn was almost blind. She made us tea when we visited. Strong enough to be able to see it. I don’t like tea. The only thing to do was let it go cold and down it in one.
A dutiful nephew, and a true hero. 🙂
Looks really good. I like it! Your post reminded me of my Aunty Mabel! Thanks for the memory nudge.
I’ll pass the like on. It’s funny what nudges the memory sometimes.
Wowsah, Quercus! Tell Julia I am very impressed with her project. I am thinking of how I could do something like that here. Clif will no doubt be thrilled as he always has to help me with my various projects. 😉
I’ll tell her, though the thought of the burden I am landing on Clif will temper my enthusiasm.
Oh, that made me laugh outloud, and Clif laughed, too, when I read your response to him.
🙂
Good work.
I will pass the comment along. Thank you.