
So, about three months ago i thought "my dad's does it, why can't I?" I was thinking about how much I loved fresh veggies while living at home and after a member of my ward gave away tomato plants I thought I'd give it a try. Our ballcony gets really good sun so lets give it a whirl right? So, we planted a tomato plant, 2 cucumber, 2 zucchini, 2 squash and one gerber daisy. I was supper excited the day they sprouted from the dirt. And even more thrilled when the sprouts blossomed into flowers. Then I waited and waited and waited- calling my dad every now and then to see what I was doing wrong. Apparently bees don't like my plants (they must have not been pretty enough) and then i gave up and quit watering them. It was a complete waste of time and money for the stupid seeds, and the dirt, and the pots. So I broke down and for the first time in my life I bought a zucchini (it was SOOO good). I'll tell you this, I would have way rather inheritted my dad's green thumb, instead of his stubborness. maybe I'll try again in five years.

"Oakland Temple Baby"



