Well, my humble beginnings to try to grow something was truly humble. My goal was really not to kill anything. I started with hand-me-down containers and 3 packets of seeds. Some hand-me-down chives and a teeny tiny stonecrop plant.
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Before |
Now, my little balcony container garden has become my little gardening oasis.
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Today! |
In addition to my starting plants of lettuces, radishes, carrots, a couple of herbs and chives....
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radishes and lettuces |
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carrots |
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thyme and parsley |
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My stonecrop is going crazy and now forming little tiny yellow flowers. Not to mention my chives, which I keep having to cut down now.
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stonecrop |
I have perilla plants, which are transplants from my mom's garden (my little seedling is still too young to plant right now).
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Korean perilla or beef steak |
And my recent new addition, which I also got from my mother, are pepper plants. I think they're a Korean variety of long peppers. Apparently, they aren't supposed to be spicy.
I really never thought I could get to this point. NEVER!! I'm the one that can kill a cactus overnight. I remember years ago, a friend gave me a plant for a house warming gift. She specifically said, "There is no way you can kill this plant. The lady at the garden center told me this." I killed the poor thing in about 2 weeks. I've had psychological issues about growing plants due to years of murdering them. I truly believed that my black thumb, which I thought was not just black, but a crusty, charred thumb of death that would eventually fall off some day, would never change. Now I have a glimmer of hope!
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