Brown Thumbs

I manage to kill plants without much effort.

It’s not because I lack the amount of love required. First of all, I never know what sort of needs each plant has. Does it require a lot of water or just a bit? Can it survive in the darker parts of the apartment or is too much light a good idea? How often do I water it? Questions that seem simple to others are not so for me.

To make matters more painful, I love flowers. I love to see them bloom. My favorite are the tulips that come small and closed up and open almost all the way. They appear to be such giving flowers. I love that they come in tons of different colors.

In New York, delis sell flowers that range from 3-10dollars. They live about a week and still give me the pleasure of seeing flowers in my house but since they don’t last long or cost much, they come free of the guilt of killing the plant.

Or at least I can fool myself so.

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