So you know that look of the boy kitty in cartoons when he sees the girl kitty? The one where his jaw drops and he's just so excited he doesn't know what to do with himself? That was the reaction of the head gardener for the MIT Endicott House when I showed him the Penthouse of McCormick. He was just speechless. So many things were running through his head... "Why are there no plants here? This is so gorgeous. Oh there is so much you can do with this. Wow. This is incredible. Just amazing. Wow. Wow."
We planned things out, charted a course for my second self-motivated gardening experience (the first being a load of kohlrabi that did when I was in, what, 4th grade? They were delicious, for the record). Gardening just...wasn't so fun when I was younger because it was a lot of weeding. A LOT of weeding. And I gotta be honest...petunias just don't do it for me. Sorry, mom.
You see, I've been thinking of what to do with these penthouse boxes since I moved in last August, and now I have the money to do something with them (thanks house government! you're swell!). And---with this money, I'm buying a lot of plants that will serve as interactive learning opportunities come August. As in, study breaks in the Penthouse to make fresh basil pesto. Or making chocolate mint tarts. Or baking rosemary bread. Or even just infusing a bunch of delicious teas with herbs. It's gonna be lovely.
At this point, there will be sage, cilantro, parsley, peppermint, pineapple sage, spearmint, thyme, rosemary, chocolate mint (oh yes. it does exist), oregano, and basil. The possibilities...they are endless.
Tomorrow, they'll be dropping off the 5 bales of dirt and all of these plants, and Saturday will be a day to remember with dirt and all sorts of hope for deliciousness.