It really bothers me that I am so bad with plants. Admittedly, I’ve had some bad luck, which has driven me to indoor plants (one of my neighbors ripped out my vegetable garden without telling me before moving away because it was ‘on his side’), but I have even killed succulents, which are supposedly the easiest house plants to keep alive.
Despite the fact that I’ve NEVER successfully raised a plant, I have confidence that this time, it will work. I got an app that will hopefully remind me when to water, and I’m starting out with a Chia herb garden that David’s brother gave us, and I was too scared to plant until recently. I can keep Chia herbs alive. I can do it.
What I’ve really set my sights on, however, is a fig fiddle leaf tree. I (along with probably ever other blogger in the world) think they are so sculptural and beautiful, and a fig fiddle of my own would be just the thing to bring some life into my apartment. My mom actually found one at Whole Foods, and she said I could have it, but I’m afraid to take it, because what if I immediately kill it?
We will see.