Today, happiness comes in the form of a handful of fresh basil, just cut from my sweet basil plants.
Even with my black thumb, my basil plants have withstood floods, hot tropical sunny weather, a move across country, and an invasion of snails, termites and ants. Maybe God let them survive solely so I wouldn't feel like a gardening loser. Let me remind you of this post where I planted cilantro, chives, parsley, thyme, rosemary, oregano, lavender, sweet basil, Genovese basil and dill. Only the two types of basil have survived. It is painful and quite humbling to admit that.
But, today, as I minced up the basil and added it to my spaghetti sauce simmering on the stove, I feel satisfaction, happiness, and...hunger!
Are you a green thumb or a black thumb? Please let me know that I'm not alone...comment below!
I have a wonderful french bread recipe. You could use your bread maker AND your basil! Let me know if you want it.
ReplyDeleteI'd love it! French bread is a weakness of mine. ;) Email it to me at ordinaryalina@gmail.com
ReplyDeleteThanks, Carrie!
the secret to becoming a green thumb is that you can't be afraid of killing a whole bunch of plants (ie: being a black thumb) on the way to getting there. You kept something alive and that is amazing! You're on your way!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Christina! I really needed the encouragement! Sometimes I can get really discouraged about it because we practically live in a greenhouse! Sunny and humid all the time. Next time I try, now I can be a bit more confident - thanks to you. Your garden is looking spectacular, btw!
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