Did you used to jump rope to that as well?
Mary Mary quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row.
I mean really? Whaaaa? Pretty maids all in a row in the garden? And what is a cockle shell?
But anyway, what this post is really supposed to be about is gardening. I love gardens, I do. I read every post that Jen at Muddy Boot Dreams can come up with, I revel in the colors of her garden. It's just that I suffer from a certain affliction...I believe it is called a black thumb. No really, this girl's thumb is practically a blackened whithered stump. I mean, I want to be able to keep plants alive, I really do, but somehow I fail every stinkin' time. It doesn't help that my dog tends to eat anything green, but I still take these failures seriously.
Oh you don't believe me? Check it out.
That is a CACTUS ya'll. Those are supposed to be hardy. My older sister bought this one for me when I went away to college in Northern New Jersey. That was four years ago. So while I may have been able to keep it alive for a while, I think we can all see that it died a pretty grisly death.
Why am I telling you this?
Because this weekend, I started a garden. I know...what was I thinking. Now that I am out of the sun and can think a little more clearly I am overwhelmed by my inadequacies in the garden. I feel so...so...inadequate.
So far the only thing in said garden are some daffodil bulbs that the previous owner had had down near the creek, which I transplanted on Saturday, as well as a few Gladioluses (Gladiolusii? Gladioluseses?). I meant to take a picture but...well...I forgot.
Relatively soon we are also going to be starting a small vegetable garden, and if that wasn't enough for me(the cactus killer), I will also be trying my hand at a very small and select herb garden. I love using fresh herbs in my cooking, and nothing would make me happier than being able to open the door and grab whatever I have a hankering for from my very own herb garden.
Of course, for that to happen this garden will need to actually grow. We shall see.
So...any advice out there? Do you garden? Anything you have learned from your own gardens? Do you have a wicked green thumb? Or a whithered stump like me?
Lord help me!