I splurged on Brandon time today. My spine issues have complicated the repotting of huge baskets into huger pots, and I'm just not up to the amount of watering those root-bound baskets required. Neither is Greg.

They weren't bought to hang-- I had set them atop huge pots, for instant gratification. And I'd repotted so many of them into the pots when it was cooler.
But weather usually here in August arrived mid-May, and we lost several gorgeous and expensive baskets when I ran out of gas to water them.

So we did ALL the remaining potting today, and then some. And after a week recovering, they should bust out in flars all over again, in pots with enough soil and moisture-retaining material in each pot-- that on the worst days, daily watering will more than suffice, and when the heat breaks for a day or two we can actually skip a day now and then.

I want my %\\=/ flowers, dammit, and I shall have them.

We trashed the tomato plant no one likes, too! And put its soil to good use. He also pinched off a lot of dead stuff, all around, and added petunias on hand to fill in void spaces.