There’s a reason I haven’t posted in 42 days. Actually, there are a few reasons, in backwards order:
1. I’ve been sick for the last week. My Annual Summer Cold™ (again! I told you, every 6 weeks). Before that…
2. I was in Las Vegas! And before that…
3. I was in Italy! And before that…
4. I didn’t feel like it.
So, here I am. I have a bit of energy back and a million things to write about. Whether or not I get around to it is another story, but for now, I am going to write about plants.
I am turning into a crazy plant lady. Let’s look at May 27th versus today (also, professional camera vs. crappy point & shoot):
Due to the excuses listed above, I haven’t done very much work on my balcony, and my plants have suffered. (Although, my friend Chan watered everything while I was away, making this the first summer where my plants haven’t died by July.)
I suck at herbs. These are the best ones. My Thai basil (bottom) is finally growing, though the rosemary (top left) has basically done nothing in 2 months, the lemon thyme (right) is dying, and the sage (top right) is turning brown. Though that could be because of a HUGE FREAKING WEED I pulled from between them today:
I swear it wasn’t there before I left for Vegas, but when I pulled it out it was like 3 feet tall.
This is the second herb container on June 6th versus today:
HAY WOULD YOU LIKE SOME PARSLEY? This container used to contain: parsley, catnip, chives, and oregano. The catnip was moved to its own container after I found out it’s a member of the mint family and would take over everything. The oregano was brutally slaughtered in an over-excited trimming exercise. The chives are hidden somewhere behind the parsley, and the parsley has taken over the entire container and appears to have some sort of disease:
The internet tells me this might be some sort of fungus? I don’t know if I should pull the whole thing out or try to fix it somehow. Either way, I sure as hell don’t want to eat it. Here’s a picture of the oregano (or loloregano):
So now I have: sad-looking half-dead chives, an oregano stump, and a huge parsley AIDS plant. YUMMY.
On the other side of my balcony, I have: a bunch of chocolate mint plants, 2 margarita mint plants, more basil that isn’t growing, cayenne peppers that aren’t growing, and a bunch of flowers. Including this bad boy:
The same friend, Chan, brought this over about a month ago. If you can’t tell, it used to be a sunflower. “I didn’t know you could grow sunflowers on a balcony!” I exclaimed.
Turns out, you can’t. Or I can’t. Sad face.
Last but not least, lavender. Spanish on the left and French on the right. I keep buying lavender plants from Richters, because I LOVE the smell, and I am determined to have one that lasts longer than 3 weeks. So far I’m 1/3 of the way there.
I should have taken a picture of that flower plant behind the lavender, because a few weeks ago it was blooming like crazy. I think it’s kind of done now. The plant in the white container looks so green and healthy because it belongs to Chan, not me. It’s wilting because it’s under my care.
So there you go. Brown Thumb Crazy Plant Lady.