Purple thumbs

I have a purple thumb.  No, pink.  Yellow.  Orange.

Chartreuse?

Well, whatever it is, it's not green.

My mother can grow anything.  She's always had a garden of sorts, lush with squash, herbs, potatoes, and even loofah sponges.  I, on the other hand, have managed to kill everything I've ever grown...even a cactus.

This year, though, I am determined to be a gardener!  We moved into an apartment with a patio deck, so I've got the space for a few containers.  I bought a book at Lowe's called 3 Step Vegetable Gardening to give me some basic instruction.  I bought the containers...I bought the plants...I'm doing this.

The good news is that I haven't killed anything yet.  The bad news is that not much else has happened either.

My strawberry plant looks a little sad.  I have yet to see any strawberries.


My pepper plant just exists.


It hasn't grown me any peppers yet, but it has grown mushrooms.  Weird.


I'm not discouraged, though.  I still have one more plant - a pumpkin plant.  It's pretty unorthodox to grow pumpkins in a container, so I just planted one seed.  And look what I found last week...


It's so beautiful!  And it keeps growing every day. 

I doubt that I'll turn into a master gardener overnight.  And, I doubt that I'll see any peppers or strawberries out of this year's "crop".  But, I did get a seed to sprout...and that's something.  Right?