Well, I was feeling a little down about the whole herb garden after seeing the beautiful rosemary at the Italian restaurant on Thursday because my herbs have never gotten much bigger than they were when I bought them. And the basil had decided that it was more of a topiary than an herb.
So, I renewed my lease and decided to pull up the dead bushes in front of our place and put the herbs by the front door. They’ll get a might less sun than they were getting on the other side of the door, but I have to believe they’ll be happier because, y’all, when I unpotted them, they were all rootbound! Miles, it seemed like, of roots winding around and around the bottoms of the boxes and intertwining with each other into almost a giant brick of plant matter. Seriously, each box held two herbs and I had to hack each brick of dirt in two to separate them.
Playing in the dirt was a blast, though. I weeded and took all the potting soil I could find from in the house and just dug my fingers into the warm, moist earth until the potting soil was pretty well mixed in with the regular dirt and it was all black and rich and wet and smelled so good.
Then I dug some holes and loosened the roots and stuck them in and gave them a bunch of water, which will hopefully be enough. Here is my question for you, knowledgeable readers. Should I continue to water them the amount I was watering them in the boxes or should I water them more now that they have more dirt from which to draw nutrients or what?
I think they look happy. The Professor thinks that’s hilarious.