PlantAKiss
Moderator Schmoderator Fluorescent fluorite, Engl
After reading DaveEngland's intro post where he wrote of a memory he had which might have sparked his interest in plants...I was wondering if anyone else had some memory of when/how their interest in growing plants was sparked. So, if you'd like to share, please do.
Not too long ago my parents made a comment to me: "We can't figure out where you got your green thumb since it didn't come from us." I was surprised to hear that comment because it seemed so obvious to me. It came from my grandmother. When I was little, I'd go stay at her house all the time. She had flowers growing all around the house. She used to have cement flower urns on either side of her front porch where every summer she grew petunias. One of my clearest memories is her showing me how to deadhead the petunias and telling me it made them flower more. I watched her deadhead with serious intent...soaking up the tidbit. I would follow her around as she tended her plants...enjoying the jittery butterflies, inch worms and the smell of earth. I also remember sinfully succulent fresh figs from her fig bush every year. YUM! So, I credit my grandmother for sparking my love for plants when I was very little.
I loved being at my grandmother's house...chalky peppermints in the candy dish, brown-edged wafer cookies (no longer made! waaah!), chinese checkers, playing on the piano, powdered toothpaste, laughing at her saying "wee wee" and being given the choice of sleeping with a pillow or without (which I thought was SO cool to have a choice so I'd always say no pillow...lol).
Anyone else have a moment or memory where plants grabbed your interest?
Not too long ago my parents made a comment to me: "We can't figure out where you got your green thumb since it didn't come from us." I was surprised to hear that comment because it seemed so obvious to me. It came from my grandmother. When I was little, I'd go stay at her house all the time. She had flowers growing all around the house. She used to have cement flower urns on either side of her front porch where every summer she grew petunias. One of my clearest memories is her showing me how to deadhead the petunias and telling me it made them flower more. I watched her deadhead with serious intent...soaking up the tidbit. I would follow her around as she tended her plants...enjoying the jittery butterflies, inch worms and the smell of earth. I also remember sinfully succulent fresh figs from her fig bush every year. YUM! So, I credit my grandmother for sparking my love for plants when I was very little.
I loved being at my grandmother's house...chalky peppermints in the candy dish, brown-edged wafer cookies (no longer made! waaah!), chinese checkers, playing on the piano, powdered toothpaste, laughing at her saying "wee wee" and being given the choice of sleeping with a pillow or without (which I thought was SO cool to have a choice so I'd always say no pillow...lol).
Anyone else have a moment or memory where plants grabbed your interest?