I guess I could have gone to the shops and bought a pot plant but that wouldn’t be nearly as much fun. This project has so far involved an angle grinder, potting mix and the compulsory consumption of Little Creatures Pale Ale
Construction has commenced with a bit of a bumpy start so there may be some rebuilding to be done but at least things are growing … at least I think they are!
A trip to Bunnings (complete with sausage sizzle) = a big bag of potting mix, herbs and one rather excited Asian
Bunnings! Gotta love a weekend trip to Bunnings, made complete only with $2.50 hotdog thats devoured mostly by the time you walk into the store.
We hit the gardening section and I have to try not to get too carried away and grab lots and lots of things to grow. I don’t even know whether I’ve got a green thumb or not. The most vivid gardening based memory I have is sitting outside my old house, rather unsober, whilst my mate decides to kill the weeds in our lawn by putting them on fire “just a little bit”. Perhaps the fact I knew that was a bad idea at the time means I have some sort of gardening prowess.
I almost got pulled in by the great packaging that came with the 3 types of chilli (complete with carry handle) to plant but settled on the original plans of basil and coriander. Oregano to follow (instead of mint because we don’t, sadly, make that many mojitos at home). If I can keep these alive, I’ll go back for the chilli.
We throw a bag of potting mix on the trolley, it has written on the front “1. Pot 2. Water 3. Enjoy” and as a list of instructions go, even I can’t stuff that up. I instantly have a smile on my face!
Back at home and the back of the potting mix bag now elaborates on the simple 1,2, 3 method written on the front. Recommend gloves, don’t inhale (duh), pack lightly, water well, dead roots, transplanting plants, more and more … I panic a little and then decide to ignore that and go with the front instructions and just plant my herbs.
Splitting the coriander and basil in two, like some sort of conjoined twins operation, there is dirt and potting mix all over the place now. At this point I am using a plastic shopping bag as a glove just in case those skin recommendations were real (and I’m a bit of a bubble child). So I now have 2 Little Creatures Pint Bottles of coriander and two of basil. I water them, pounce on my boyfriend as he wakes up from an afternoon nap and take him outside to look.
Angle grinding beer bottles to grow herbs? That’s normal, right?
The delightful Jess Shaver put me on to a good video on bottle cutting involving flame and ice – found at Ephrem’s Bottle Works – which we watched this morning. It was good because it was certainly neater than our efforts with the angle grinder however it didn’t look nearly as much fun as it was with the angle grinder! And I am very okay with the bottles being a little crooked, it gives them character (as you have to say about all good things that are not quite right)
This morning it was back to the angle grinder to smooth off the more edgey-edges so we don’t slice our fingers every time we pick some herbs. Blood and basil doesn’t sound particularly appealing.
With that done it was time to try and put a hole in the base for the water to run out. We used the angle grinder again for pretty decent results!
Next it’s building a little home for the bottles and we have plywood lying around in the shed. There was measuring and double checking, as I am bad with numbers. There was some sawing involved (with the only saw we had around clearly designed for jobs bigger than our little 170mm requirements) and therefore a lot of me learning how to use a saw. The only way my brain got around the process was pretending I was playing pool.
The plan now is:
Drink a few more Little Creatures Pale Ale
Fit all our sawn and sanded pieces together into a box to hold 3 x 2 bottles