A couple of weeks ago, I purchased innocent baby plants at Atwood's and brought them home to nourish with my brown thumb. They still sit in the guest bathroom.
Poor things would love to be sitting in the garden flourishing. I just can't seem to find time between hail storms to get them out.
Maybe tomorrow, little plants! Hang in there!
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Some people can inherently make things grow. I'm an expert at cultivating weeds and killing plants. Some people are energized by working the earth. I'm energized by thinking about working the earth. Once I get to doing it, I wonder why I bother. I'm a pro and watching grass choke my vegetables, flowers, and bushes. I have a brown thumb. I'm lazy.
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