The Brownish-Green Thumb

Last year for our wood anniversary, Jeremy built me a raised planter. I LOVE IT! Anywho, I went crazy and bought a whole bunch of plants and filled the little box to my hearts content. That is when I discovered that there are some plants that I will almost certainly kill. Anything fragile I will destroy in a few days, and the only thing I seem to be able to keep a live are small trees (Although, my money tree went all the way of money, and disappeared. Oh, and my sego palm. Oh, and my bamboo, but that doesn't count as a tree does it? Besides, that one had some kind of infestation that was SO not my fault.)

Everyday last summer, I would go out and water my little plants (until Jeremy told me to stop since I was drowning them), and absorb their happiness.
Then, sadly, as the summer wore on to early fall, I stopped watering my plants altogether...And they all died. Did I forget, you ask? No, I stopped caring. They were all going to die anyway, right? Right?? It's a good thing I don't have that same opinion of my children...

Jeremy was rather put out that I let all those happy plants die (except the herbs, which I repotted, and then let die on my windowsill a few months later.). He has the green thumb. It's like the plants perk up and try to look their best when he comes home...kinda like me, but I am not planted in dirt...just a pile of laundry and diapers.

Winter always seems long, and a few weeks ago, I was pining for some friendly, colorful plants to put on my windowsill. Jeremy was encouraging, so I now have a phalaenopsis orchid--or moth orchid--and a bonsai ficus ginseng (perhaps my money tree was reincarnated...Oh, yeah...I had another bonsai tree that died. Gosh, I am really bad with plants!).

I am a little worried that my over-exuberant love for my two little plants will kill them. Both of them cannot be outside, so I am hoping their residence next to my sink will help me take care of them better (never mind that is where the herbs were...I mean, herbs are supposed to be dry and crunchy, right? And who really needs that much basil?)

Jeremy and I are planning on filling the planter in the next couple of weeks, as soon as late frosts aren't a threat.
So, happy springish to you all! Let's hope it stays this way...