Box Of Flowers

It's funny, at home, you can't get me into the garden without a threat and a box of chocolate. There is just something about flowers and plants and such that I honestly couldn't care less about. Don't get me wrong, I loved having a garden at home and eating fresh veggies all the time, I just hated dealing with it. I left that nonsense to the parents.
However, sitting on my balcony this morning checking out my atrocious view of the street, I decided I wanted some flowers. So I picked up The Boy from campus and we headed to the Army Surplus store to pick up some wooden ammo boxes they had sitting out front. They wanted twenty a piece, but some cute words and a smile from the boy got them down to ten. I'll never live it down.
Anyway, we took the hatch off of one of them and zip tied it to the top of my balcony. Let me just say, I love it. I've never been happier about a piece of green life sprouting from the abyss of black dirt. I've never felt so giddy :)
I had planned to fill the other with dirt and do the same, but while picking out flowers The Boy hinted that my present for my birthday would take up the other box. :)
Enough about that, tonight we're making lasagna and all that great nonsense. I will defenitely post pictures in the morning about that. I'm just so excited about my new flower boxes. Have a look :)

This is after we took the hatch off.

 

 

Final result!! So pretty:)

 

Y'all have a great weekend!!