Your garden hired a tiny, obsessive watering gang.
Your plants never go thirsty — and you never think about it. Absurdly simple on top, uncompromising underneath: it reads the weather and waters each patch to the exact millilitre.
And I'll skip tonight's run — there's 14 mm of rain due tomorrow. No sense watering a puddle.
It watches the sky so you don't have to.
Most timers run on a schedule and call it a day — even in a downpour. That's dumb. Wet My Plants reads the forecast down to your coordinates and gives every patch exactly what it's short. Nothing wasted.
Not a timer. A climate model for your garden.
Most watering systems are dumb — they spray in the rain and sulk through a heatwave. The Wet My Plants watering engine is the opposite: uncompromising Swiss precision that knows the exact thirst of every patch and tops up only what nature didn't. No wasted water. No bloated utility bills. No dead grass.
Read the sky
Pulls an hourly, hyperlocal rain forecast for your exact coordinates — not a city-wide guess.
Run the model
A professional-grade climate model works out how much water the sun, heat, wind and humidity pulled from each patch today.
Balance the books
Subtracts the forecast rain, adds each plant's thirst, and lands on the exact dose — down to the millilitre.
Send in the gang
The engine opens each valve for precisely that volume — automatically, on your own hardware, offline.
No wasted water. No bloated utility bills. No dead grass. The gang does the digging — the science does the thinking — and you take the credit.
Stone-cold accuracy. Unshakable calm.
Master Pebble is the little hub on your countertop — the coolest head in the garden. He runs the whole climate model right on the device with stone-cold precision, works out who waters and exactly how much, and keeps the valve gang in check. No cloud. No drama. No dead plants.
- target Stone-cold accurate. Runs a professional-grade climate model to the millilitre — mental clarity, scientific rigour, not a drop of guesswork.
- diversity_1 Keeps the gang in check. Every valve answers to Master Pebble. He decides who opens and for how long — and shuts the master valve the instant a hose misbehaves.
- self_improvement Unshakably calm. Reads the sky, runs the numbers, dispatches the gang — all day, every day, without breaking a sweat.
- cloud_off Works off-grid. Wi-Fi drops or the internet goes down? Master Pebble keeps watering. The brains live on the device, not on some faraway server.
Nobody remembers "Valve #3."
So we stopped shipping serial numbers. The moment a valve joins your garden, it gets a name, a face, and a patch to look after. You always know exactly who watered the roses.
Knighted himself. Waters the front border like it's a coronation.
Prescribes exactly nine litres, twice weekly. No refills necessary.
Only the roses. She has been very clear about this.
Runs a tight ship in the greenhouse. Not a drop out of place.
Furthest from the hub and completely unbothered about it.
Treats every berry like the crown jewels. They rather enjoy it.
Enthusiastic. The vegetables have learned to brace themselves.
Been doing this a long time. Waters slow, waters right, says little.
Don't like a name? Rename any of them, any time. The cheek stays in the name — the status always tells you the plain truth.
Five minutes. Then forget it exists.
Plug it in. Connect the app. Let us do the dirty work. If you need a manual longer than this, you're overthinking it.
Plug in Master Pebble
The little garden hub. Give it power and Wi-Fi once — it quietly runs the whole show from your countertop.
Meet the hubTwist a valve on the tap
It finds itself, names itself, and joins the gang in seconds. Add one per patch — beds, pots, the greenhouse, the lot.
"Found it — say hi to Dr. Drizzle"Draw your garden. Walk away.
Sketch your patches in the app, tell it what's growing, and the engine takes it from there — rain, shine or heatwave.
Then go to the BadiCheeky name. Deadly serious about your water.
The jokes live in the names. When it comes to real water on real plants, the system is built to fail safe — every single time.
Early access
Never dry again.
We're planting the first gardens in Switzerland — Föhn, frost and lake-effect drizzle all handled. Get on the list; we'll tell you the moment the gang can move into yours.
One heads-up the moment early access opens — plus the odd un-boring update. Unsubscribe in a tap.
That didn't go through. Give it another go — or email hello@wetmyplants.ch.
eco You're in. We'll email you the moment early access opens — now go play in the dirt.
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