5 hours ago
Friday, January 30, 2009
okay, here is the stupid story after all
It's ALIVE! It's a miracle! Every-time I stand at my kitchen sink
I am astounded that this little plant which sits on my window sill, hasn't expired yet. As much as I love plants and admire them in everyone else's home, my plants never make it past their month birthday. Last May when my son escorted the kids in his class on a field trip, He brought me home a tiny impatient plant from the nursery. I thought it was so cute, because like one of the little kindergardeners he helps teach, this big man brought his mama a plant too! Despite knowing I have a tarnished thumb, I just couldn't banish this sweet gift to my flower beds. I decided to name it Tilly and leave it on my window sill, trusting I would have NO regrets from killing her, by promising myself that as soon as Tilly looked critical, I would rescue her STAT out to the front flower bed. Well here it is 8 months later.... and Tilly is still sprouting flowers for me! She is growing too big for her little pot, but I don't DARE do a transplant operation without the help of a Dr. of horticulture assisting me. My plan is to wait till spring and set her free in the garden. Although, (sigh) Inpatients are annuals, so she may flourish out there all summer but then.. alas, Tillys life will end. Terminated by my hand after all. Do u think I should chance the transplant myself? Can you believe the things I worry about?
do you see now why, I thought I should terminate this post?