Birthday coming up, and though I usually hide from anything that resembles a party on my birthday, I think i’m going to, in the words of my good friend Tim, “do it big”.  Why not.

Step one, eat spinach.

Step two, poke nice 1/4″ -1/2″ holes at the bottom.  I made 8 holes.

Step three, add drainage material, I went with pea gravel.

Step four, add potting mix and plants.

I went with two Fitonia starts that I had on my back porch and an Asparagus Fern that I brought home few weeks ago.  After potting the three plants, I put some harvested mood moss around the top and between the plants to help preserve moisture, and to provide an extra lush look.  Boom goes the re-use!  All those plastic to go iced  coffee cups might be next.  That is the beauty of this, any container can be use in this manner.  Happy Planting.

1-nab some milk crates, if you can’t manage that, well your lame.

2-get yourself some coco liner, loose spagnum moss would work as well, but the coco liner sheets have a nice tight weave, and should work better for holding in your soil.

3-line the bottom and all four sides of the milk crate with the liner material.

4-pour your soil in, this is a good time to pack the soil in so it supports the liner material along the sides, You can skip the drainage rock because the coco liner will drain nicely without any additional material.

5-fill to planting level, the top should be your level, add your plants, water, and chillax the rest of the summer away.

I rocked basil, arugala, swiss chard, and bell peppers and several hot pepper.

On the topic of reuse, most garden centers will give you the larger plastic pots that are usually just stacking up, taking room.  This is what my cilantro, and tomato plants are calling home.  I like the look of the all black re use plastic planters that I have on my small deck, feels good to keep those crates out of the landfill.  Grow and Eat!

If your planters are large enough, there should be no issues with the roots taking up any PVC’s or other badness that is an essential part of the lame ass plastic factory biz.

The Piankatank River.  I miss it.  I miss Bekka’s mom’s house.   I had no idea I was in a Dwell Magzine type setting at the time.  I just knew I loved it there.  There was a walk that happened back then, down the winding road that went into the little enclave that the house was on.  On that walk I saw my first wild turkeys.  Those are some big ass scary birds, and they don’ t share the road very well.  We gave way so the several of them could walk by.  Very trippy, but not as trippy as the Croakers that I caught at the end of the dock.  Look it up!

It’s really dope. Most people like the leaf structure, which curls (nothing really Rasta about that). But are you kidding me with this flower.