Thursday, March 05, 2009

So you're saying it's me

Despite having a dad with a dark green thumb, I do not have one that's even tinged green. In all fairness, in the past 10 years of my life there hasn't been much green to thumb in my urban world. But it seems like all the plants I have adopted have come to my house simply to die. I suspect that down at the nursery, there are signs up warning plants not to come with us or they will face a certain death. The only two plants I have managed to keep alive have been a bamboo plant in China, and an unidentified species here in Singapore. It must have been a cactus, because it objected to being watered more than once every 1-2 months. The less the better. In the end though, it too made a slow and steady decline.

My conclusion was that we just don't have good conditions in our house for growing plants. We get some direct light, but we have no outside place to put plants where they could get sun, rain, etc. I enjoyed this, "See, it's not me, it's my house!" position.

Then a week or so ago, Lisa was making something with peppers. She took a handful of pepper seeds and dropped them in an old pot full of leftover dirt (and the remains of some previous failed plant). Within a few days, sitting on top of our dishwasher, they had sprouted.

They are now about four inches tall. We're aware that they are too crowded in their little pot, but we are amazed that they are growing. And I have had to acknowledge that possibly, it's me.


Starlene said...

I've always said I have a black thumb. You know those plants that they say are dummie-proof? I even kill those.

Anonymous said...

Hi Gina! It is great to "meet" you! I followed the link from the comments you made on my site to find yours. What an adventurous life you lead! I really enjoyed your comments. Thank you for sharing the verse from Colossians (so encouraging!) and for your hilarious story about the pie! That is really impressive! I would have loved to have seen the faces of the Starbucks workers. Take care!