You may have heard me whine that my green thumb has all but disappeared now that we are residents of the Lone Star State. In the past I was able to plant and ignore. Over water, under water --- what the heck? Fertilize, enrich, re pot --- whatcha talkin' about? My children once told me that they were glad when I went back to work because then I had less time to focus on them and their behavior. Oh, what kidders! Of course, I do seem to spend much more time tending the flora that briefly take root in our condo; but the damn ungrateful cultivars sulk and rebel like unruly teenagers, forcing me to eventually unfriend them. So much for bloom where you are planted. And, no, that's not my garden. I live in a condo so I don't have to "garden."
