Garden House

The sweet building you see to the left in the photo above has a limited life span. The siding on the south side is so crumbly a short order cook might want to bread his fish sticks with it. The paint is holding up a fair amount of the building and I don't recall that Sherwin-Williams is considered structural building material.

Emptying a small building you have used for over 12 years is a big task. And a sad one. Even with the wavy chip board floor there is a fondness and a measure of guilt knowing you are about to take to the ground something that would likely stand unaided for another 6-10 years. Paint is strong stuff. Finding a home for the elevendibillion things coming out of the building, to ensure you can find them going forward, is no small challenge. An inventory taken before hand and then notated with a code as to where everything was put should keep me sane. Fingers crossed.

In its place an 8X12 SolarGro greenhouse will rise. To say I am excited about this is the understatement of the year. It is my adult version of a garden playhouse. And being an adult (most of the time) I will pursue adult ventures in my new playhouse. I'll propagate, start seeds earlier than ever, nurse plant divisions, create container plantings that will be lush and full by the time the Great NorthWet weather has prettied up enough to host them, grow a Meyer lemon tree in a ridiculously trimmed shape, have my hoop house inhabitants BIG by the time they're ready to move to said hoop house (can you say "Tomatoes before August?"), have a small table, cozy chair, a folding chair for a guest, little radio, electric kettle and a stash of tea. Oh, a candle too and a couple of eclectic wine glasses that are waiting for me at Good Will. Kids are welcome into my adult playhouse. I can make hot chocolate with that kettle and share the joys of growing.