I am on such a pesto kick lately. Seriously- I want everything to have pesto on it- and garlic basil pesto at that. I mean, wouldn't life be so much tastier and happy if it had more garlic and basil in it? Not to mention how healthy it would be! (Of course, I can settle for randomly placed pinata's around to beat on as needed throughout the day, but I digress.)
I'm trying to grow my own basil to support my habit. Alas I seem to have a black thumb....or the sun rises in the wrong spot. I'm going with it's the sun's fault because really how could I, the lover of all things natural, kill something like a small leafy green such as basil?
But dead it seems to be. Sigh. That just goes to show that my once virent thumb is now a faded memory. And that just hurts. Really it does. Because some years ago I had 21 plants in my living room alone. That's not counting the plants I had in the planters outside or in the kitchen. Nope. 21 in the living room. I was the Green Queen.
Of course, it could have something to do with forgetting I planted it and therefore it received no water...outta sight, outta mind. I should really put a sign in my window, 'Water the plant, dumbass!' and maybe I can keep the next plant living. Whatcha think?
When I got back to Florida the week you guys came and got the "stuff" from my mom's house, I had about a full POUND of basil ready to use.
ReplyDeleteI have my basil plants outside my front door (waist high) so there is no way I can go in our out without seeing the plants. While I was gone we had rain so they kept looking great - and growing!
I have about 25 plants - all basil!
Too bad I can't share!
That is too bad!
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