Friday, March 27, 2009

Confessions of a Plant Killer

There is something about Spring that just compels me to go to the garden shop and buy plants. I think this is pretty normal. The urge is like some biological imperative, similar to a woman's ticking fertility clock, which is all good, except, I am a plant killer.

I don't mean to. I actually try really hard to care for them and nurture them and get flowers and food. But in the end, I kill them. My family actually makes fun of me because they know that the attempt will be futile. I pretty much gave up with indoor plants and bought some silk ones. Although according to feng shui experts, fake plants are not good for your chi. Sigh.

Still I'm compelled every Spring to buy some living plants, bring them home and stick them in the ground (with all the appropriate fertilizer, mulch, and tender care) or a pot (thank God for drip systems!). And sadly, once they've been transplanted to my garden the death process begins. If we ever have an apocolypse and have to grow our own food, I'm in trouble.

I've already hit my Home Depot once this week and I'm probably gonna go again this weekend.
So say a little prayer for my garden. Happy Spring!


Anonymous said...

Hey, Lisa!! OMG, we have so much in common. I, too, am a plant killer--always as a result of good intentions (in all fairness, I couldn't quite say "unexpected result"). Hope you are well!

Unknown said...

Hey Virna! Recently I am having good luck (although this comment will probably jinx it :) ) with an African violet. It seems to like me. Hope all is well with you too!