She's a botanist
I've attempted to grow my own green onions and two kinds of chives in these clay pots I found. Unfortunately, my thin-leaved chives aren't doing so well. In fact, if you must know, I tend to kill every plant I have so I don't give these plants much time ...
I will point out the irony that I'm a botanist.
I suppose it is the ability to laugh at oneself that makes life worth living. *GRIN*
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grinning back. :-)
well at least you can draw yourself just about any of the flora and fauna you come across, right? wonderful - love the drawing and the irony
LOL!
Oh well, should they drift ^upwards^ at your hands, at least you'll have these beautiful sketches to remember them by! ;)
Hi Tracy and Anita! Thanks for stopping by. Tracy - it really is embarrassing to admit the brown thumb I possess. Anita - very nicely put. I hope they don't drift upwards anytime soon because I have some plans for them in my dip!
Hahaha! a little self-deprecation goes a long way! Nice sketch though. Oh, and for the linguistic aspect... in French, for "green thumb", we say "green hand" ("la main verte"). Which i certainly don't have. :-)
LOL France. I have learned that stuff like that is what makes me "special." haha. Green hand, huh? Cool!
If it helps any, I have a brown thumb too, Joan. I've always had a bad habit loving my pot plants to death. There are the odd few that seem to enjoy the torture and, despite their ill looks, keep hangin' on....and on....and on. The one healthy survivor has been the Euphorbia my daughter bought for me one Xmas. Then, it was only 3 inches high and now, it is over 5 feet tall! I am so proud of myself! lol
My house needs lots of work. I'm a renovation contractor.
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