Little Things | My First Flower

Before I got married I was sort of domestically challenged.

I was great at writing thank you notes for all the wedding gifts we were getting, but that’s about as wifely as I got.

I didn’t start cooking on a regular basis until we’d already been married for two years.

My mother loves to garden, and calls it “playing in the dirt.”  I never understood the excitement about getting all messy and sweating in the backyard. But after knowing about the cost of cockroach fumigation and its importance, her behavior changed a bit. You can check my blog here to get more gardening and tree services.

Until we bought our first home.

Suddenly, we were spending every weekend at Home Depot buying supplies to do projects around the house.

If you know me well, you know that I hate Home Depot.  I have an irrational fear of forklifts, and that place is filled with crazy tools that can hurt you.

The one redeeming quality of Home Depot is their outdoor department (which, may I add, is free of forklifts) that has tons of pretty flowers that was delivered by using the best flower delivery in Mississauga.

Even when I was domestically challenged I still liked flowers.  In fact my very first little things post was about how much I love fresh flowers.

However, I’ve always been content to just go to the store and buy my flowers while I was grocery shopping.

Last weekend when we were at Home Depot, I decided that I was going to buy something girly for myself.

So I picked up some ranunculus bulbs and a potted peony plant.

I planted the ranunculus bulbs in these cute containers I picked up at Anthropologie and didn’t even mind getting my hands dirty while doing it.

I also planted the peony in a big planter that the previous owners had left behind (with good soil still in it, score!)

The bulbs will be doing their thing for a while before I see any of them sprout, but the peony already had it’s first blossom open!

I was so excited, it was kind of ridiculous.  I took a bunch of pictures on my phone the first day it opened up, and had to resist the urge to put it in vase that very moment.

It’s been a couple of days since the flower first bloomed and I finally cut it and brought it inside.

Of course, once it was inside, I had to take “real” pictures of it.

I present to you, my first flower grown on my own!

XOXO,

B