My Garden

I suck at growing things.  The girls at work mocked me and my lousy garden last year.  I killed everything. Their mockage (new word) was even worse since I'm a farm kid.

I tried growing sweet corn in a pot.  It didn't work.

So this year, I'm debating on whether to grow a garden.  It's a lot of work, and I'm obviously less than stellar at gardening.

We have a little palm tree looking thing in our kitchen - it's been there for a year.  I think I've watered it three times.   I was sick of how crappy it looked, so I was hoping it would die.  Then Mom came to visit and brought it back to life by cutting all the dead leaves off.  It looks nice now.

I still haven't watered it since.

William waters it.  Maybe he should have a garden.

This is my orchid.  We got it at the super duper new King Sooper's in town.  The tag says I only have to put three ice cubes on the dirt once a week.  I think I can do that.

We'll see.