I’ve never met anyone with a greener thumb than my own mother. I never really paid that much attention to the house and the yard that we grew up in back then. I mean I knew that we had a nice yard and that the neighbors were always complimenting her on her landscaping ideas and her green thumb, but it was still just a yard to a kid like me that always had to be moving and on the go, usually on my bicycle back then.
I didn’t get any part of my mother’s green thumb. I have jut the one indoor planter that I received as a Christmas gift years ago. I’ve tried to grow things in and have long since given up and just use it for an ash tray for visiting smokers that end up in the garage getting their nicotine fix on.