Guerrilla mission #4

Last Wednesday, my cousin Ida came over for a visit, and I surprised her by telling her we'd be doing some illegal planting. She was all for it (well, younger cousins are meant to agree with you, right?), and we walked from the train station to the playground where I'd planned to plant some pansies. The weather had changed from warm spring to just above the freezing point in just two days, and I thought my fingers might fall off.

Before she arrived, I biked all over town to find the cheapest flowers, since the old man on the town square had forgotten to save 20 plants for me. He only had 10, + 6 scruffy looking ones. To his credit, I got them all for the price of 10. I found 10 more at the florist on Mårtenstorget, and with 26 pansies and a bag of flower soil carefully balanced on my bike, I went to pick up Ida.

Before: This boring piece of hedge needed some colour!

My sweet cousin in action.
We cleared the weeds and dug in the plant soil.

After spending at least 15 minutes pondering on how to arrange the plants, they were finally dug in.
No, I do not always use this cap when guerrilla gardening. It was a coincidence, I swear.

After: Better than I had ever imagined!

Beautiful!

And all was ready for the interview which was to take place the following day...

...which went surprisingly well. It will be aired on Swedish radio P1 some time in May. I promise to post the link here.