Green Thumb Dreams

Day 5 of #btbc16
Slice of Life #sol16

          

     We were cleaning out our garage a few weeks ago, and my daughter found a Sox Fan sign my mom had given my husband for Christmas a few holidays ago.   She picked it up and demanded that we put it out.  I asked her where she thought a good spot to stick it would be.  

     "In the garden."

     Those words were just hilarious to me.  Our "garden" is a thin patch of dirt that runs parallel to our sidewalk leading to the front door.  The area has always been home to a few wandering weeds, and lots of unoccupied dirt.  But that was about to change.

     The truth is, my daughter has always had green thumb dreams.  For the last few Easters and birthdays, her basket has always come with watering cans, gardening tools, and cute gardening gear.  She even wore her newest gardening ensemble to the Arboretum.  But, she wants to wear it closer to home, in the the land where nothing grows but grass and trees, and a few random bushes.  Our landscaping is nonexistent, save for a few random plants that seems to pop up every year despite us.  My thumb is firmly peach.  

     I went to the store, and searched for seeds that could be in the shade and planted in the the summer.  I was actually rather proud that I, a non-gardener, thought to do that.  I also picked up the ones that were the bluest, as that is her favorite color.  I came how with the seed packets, and she got to work in her garden.  At first, it was a harvest of rocks and stones.

     A week or so later, and there are signs of life.  Some seeds have started to pop up through the barren dirt, looking for the sun.  And my daughter's smile started to grow right along with them.  Seeds of joy!  Let's just see if they survive in our non-landscaped environment. Only time will tell.  She better get those gardening tools handy, though  She has to work for that green thumb.