Introducing the Magenta Thumb (July Photos, Day 7)

 

You heard right: a magenta thumb.  Though, in truth, I’m not sure if such a thing actually exists.  But . . .

 According to this color wheel, magenta is the opposite of green, and I most definitely do not have a green thumb.

                                                                         

                               Image credit: williamcromar photostream

The truth is, when it comes to things floral, I’m pretty much the kiss of death.  So, when I read today’s photo prompt for ‘garden’, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t be shooting anything of mine.  Actually, when I read the list at the beginning of the month, I thought of a vegetable garden that one of the folks down the street grows, and I thought I’d use that as my model.  But then today rolled around, and I wasn’t really in the mood for strolling down the road, so . . .

We have one plant that serves as a windowsill garden.  I don’t even know what it is—some kind of cactus or another.  We’ve actually had it a pretty long time, all things considered, like maybe a couple of years.  And I say “we” because even though it was given to me, it’s only still living because Brian manages to keep it that way.  Really.  I always over water, or under water, or give too much light or not enough—you get the idea.  I just can’t get it right. 

It also doesn’t help that I’m sort of forgetful about the greenery.  Brian returned home today and was very concerned about the few trees on our property that require some actual attention.  And, given my lack of success with growing things, can you blame him?  Anyway, the ones he had specifically told me to water were fine.  The one he forgot to add to the list is looking a little peaked.  Not like I didn’t know it was there.  And not like I didn’t know—somewhere in my brain—that it needs water every day.  It just didn’t really make it to a conscious thought.  I’d blame it on the crazy week I had, but I’m too honest to let you think that’s likely to be the entire reason.

And, don’t even get me started on some sort of ground cover he was growing.  I did notice that it was drying out, but I thought it was a bunch of weeds, so I left it be.  Honestly, if it hadn’t been for the crazy week I was having, I might’ve pulled them out of the ground, so thank goodness I was otherwise engaged, eh?

At any rate, as I mentioned, no green thumb for me.  I don’t know if there’s an actual nickname for those of us afflicted with this condition, but unless I hear otherwise, I’m sticking with magenta thumb.  After all, magenta really isn’t such a bad color at all, so I can live with that.  The surrounding flora, on the other hand, well, that’s another story.  Let’s just not tell them that the colorful moniker is really a death sentence to plant life everywhere, okay?

What about your thumb, green or magenta? You can tell me; I won’t judge.