Yesterday morning, my mom and I got up bright and early in the cool, 62 degrees morning to finally plant our plants that had been sitting in those Lowe’s plastic bags for the past two weeks. Thank goodness they didn’t die! We have an assortment of green, red, and orange bell peppers, aloe vera plants, dill, cilantro, basil, lots of pink and purple and orange flowers, strawberries, tomatoes, red hot chile peppers that I picked out myself because nobody else wanted them, and chamomile that I planted from seeds. It was so fun and relaxing. Too bad I didn’t have a tree to plant for Earth Day, but I think I did good enough!
Who knew aloe vera plants spread like wildfire?! We started out with one and now we have about 8!
These were planted in a special strawberry pot with holes in the sides of it. But the first time I picked up the pot, full of dirt, by the holes, the top broke off from the bottom! Lesson learned.
You can make your own tea out of this!
The destination for most our flowers and other pretty plants.
My shoes, my shoes,
My colorful shoes,
Covered in greens
And reds and blues.
They’re a little big
So I can wiggle my toes,
The stripes match almost
All of my clothes.
I can go biking,
Walking and hiking,
I can play basketball,
Run down the hall,
That’s why I like these shoes
Most of all.
Happy poetry month! This is a poem I wrote for my Language Arts class about shoes. We’ve been writing poems all month and it is just delightful!
We have our annual Dream Flags celebration coming up soon, where the whole school gets together to write and speak aloud poetry. It’s been one of my favorite things to do ever since 6th grade when I first learned about it once I started middle school. Too bad, though, this year neither the chorus or the band is performing in it, as the school has decided to focus entirely on poetry, and I can’t blame them for that. I wonder how it’s all going to play out this year. Also, I’ve heard rumours that if it’s too hot, we’re going to do it inside the gym. But, I don’t really think that’s a good idea, because then we won’t be able to see the poems hanging outside in the breeze, like they’re meant to be.