Hard To Kill

I do not have a green thumb.

I wish I did because I love beautiful flowers and lush green stuff growing in fertile earth reaching for the sun with joy and enthusiasm inspiring the human soul to go forth and plant and nurture and create a symphony of organic life.

And then….there is me.

Alas, as soon as I appear with one of those cute little metal shovels dragging a steaming bag of compost into my back yard, all things green shudder and shrink away.

If plants could talk:

PLANTS

Good god!  Will this human ever give it up?  Hasn’t she killed enough of us already?  If she would just Google the term “root bound”….

For which I would reply through appropriate legal counsel:

APPROPRIATE LEGAL COUNSEL

Said human is determined to make restitution for her past gardening homicides.  Actually, to clarify they would be gardening manslaughter as they lacked intent….see above disclaimer about wishing for a green thumb.  This technically gets my client off the hook because wishing for a green thumb effectively eliminates the possibility of any  premeditated killing of plant life. 

Now that I’ve gotten that out of the way, here’s my plan.

Succulents.

Thanks to an article in my local newspaper, I’m convinced this is the way to go.

There is hope for me.  

“Succulents are easy to grow and hard to kill.”

Oh, happy day!!  This is music to my ears!

I am overjoyed.  Born again!  Saved!

(Although, I would have felt a little better if they were IMPOSSIBLE to kill but hard to kill is good enough for now).

At last….something that can live with little care, does not wilt in the sweltering sun, can even survive occasional neglect and grows in a minimum amount of soil. 

Can this be?

I can’t say for sure but it’s in the paper so it has to be true, right?

Yes…today I choose to believe these printed words.

I shall extol the virtues of succulents!  I will spread the Good Word and witness to my fellow black-thumbers.  Go forth and kill no more! The newspaper has declared it so!

Oh, man. This is better than finding God (who is generally only found in prisons or by recently released felons bullshitting the average Joe during a 60 Minutes p.r. roadshow about how they’ve changed and need to be forgiven so they can restablish their sports career and…..don’t get me started) .

In the name of all things green and sacred, I declare my faith in succulents.

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Dominic
Dominic
August 24, 2009 6:22 am

Nothing to do with the post, which as always very funny. I lack good adjectives here. But why is there a picture of a green tunnel at the top of your blog? I know a little about you, and nothing says green tunnel.oh and since you are a little OCD check google as opposed to goggle

Linda
Linda
August 24, 2009 10:49 pm

One thing I know for sure, the green thumb thing was not passed down to our generation…it stopped with out parents. Mom always said that Aunt Katherine could plant a stick and it would grow. I plant flowers and they turn to sticks.

As far as the green tunnel, could it have anything to do with the title of your blog “Late to the Party”? i.e. A car racing though a green tunnel or anywhere for that matter. Remember a lot us have seen you drive, and most of us stay out your way.

Jen
Jen
August 25, 2009 4:06 am

I hate the word succulent 🙂

Linda
Linda
August 25, 2009 4:20 pm

Dom,
If you are the official editor..please see Julie’s response to me.

Kitty
August 28, 2009 7:29 am

I have a jailbird brother who is always preaching to me. Drives me nuts.

What are these succulents you speak of? I kill everything green and can’t prune a rose bush to save my life.