During this endless, bleak winter I threw dozens of planters in a (pretty effective) attempt to promise myself that summer would eventually arrive. As the clay grew into planters on my wheel I imagined the pots lush with summer greenery.
Finally summer has arrived, with more showers than sun, but at least there’s no snow. I’ve filled my pots with plants and piled them near my garden gate. It is a blast to watch them overflow with the rapidly growing pansies and dahlias
I’ve also sold A LOT of planters at the market this summer. But my winter enthusiasm for throwing planters got a little out of hand. I’m still overrun with planters. I’ll take the last batch of them out to the Ligonier Country Market this morning and offer a special planter sale. Sure, I could save them to sell to next year’s spring gardeners–but with no new planters to throw, how will I make it through another winter?
If you are in the Ligonier area this morning, stop by the market and check out the final fruits of my winter planter madness.