A few weeks ago, I really put a wrench into the dogs’ naptime plans by planting some agapanthus and a Meyer lemon tree in their favorite snoozin’ spot. Some dog-mommy I am.
This is the spot: A small planter, right off our back door, that sees partial filtered sun throughout the day. It’s an ideal place for delicate plants, and it’s just two steps from our kitchen. That’s why it makes the perfect location for an herb garden. Sorry fellas.
Having a small herb garden in our yard has been a long time in the making. At my last house, we had a Meyer lemon tree and a never-ending supply of rosemary. Now every time I have to buy rosemary or lemons, I mutter to myself “Stupid me for paying for easy to grow plants…”. To make myself feel better from this embarrassment, for over a year now I’ve been buying the $6.99 small potted herb garden from Trader Joe’s. I start with good intentions, then somehow end up killing the poor things within about a month. This even more embarrassing, considering I spent a good deal of my childhood involved in the 4H program (which is kind of like Girl/Boy Scouts for farm kids).
The reality is, most plants shouldn’t stay potted forever, and delicate herbs are no exception. And now that our patio is done, I’ve got the perfect planting area. I’m sure the dogs will make do and find somewhere else to sleep.
Proof that life will go on for these weirdos:
Ok less about dogs, more about plants.
I picked up 4 different herbs from TJ’s at $2.99 a pop. Apple Peppermint (no idea how this is different from normal peppermint), Purple Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme. Are we at Scarborough fair yet?
I brought them home, and arranged them in a way where they would have plenty of room to grow, fill out, and not obstruct one another too much. It’s like class photos all over again: Shorties in the front, tall guys in the back please.
Rosemary typically can grow pretty wild and tall easily. Thyme (in my experience) gets kind of weedy and will stay low. Sage and Peppermint will fill out nicely, but won’t grow too tall unless you let them.
I removed the plants from their plastic pots and immediately understood why I’d killed pretty much every other potted herb I’d owned previously:
They were pretty root bound.
This one was even worse, poor thing:
Here’s a view from a distance, there the plants will be nicely protected by an agapanthus.
So far, our plant plan has been going great. And it looks like in between those two agapanthii, there might even be enough snoozing spot for some certain little black rescue dogs I know. Everybody wins!