|What could it be?|
Several weeks ago, something spontaneously started growing. And growing. And growing.
I did not plant this mysterious shoot, or water it, or fertilize it. And yet, it keeps growing.
You would think that with my black thumb, that it would die and wither away; like, almost all the herbs that I tried to start from seed last year. Or, like the orange tree in the back yard that I have tenderly cared for...that will simply not bear fruit and grow one. stinking. inch.
But, oh no...this baby is determined!
What is it?
And, where does it come from?
And, where is it growing?
|my potato/onion/garlic basket|
Right here. In my kitchen. On top of my food cupboard. Is...a sweet potato.
A few weeks ago, I finally noticed it growing quite determinedly towards the ceiling. I laughed and ignored it...obviously...
|my sweet potato in all its growing glory|
Since I have been quite lazy in the kitchen lately...opting to get take-out (a dollar a plate!) or resort to eating loads of PB&J sandwiches, scrambled eggs and toast...I have yet to turn on the oven to put this determined sweet potato out of its misery.
So, there it sits. Hoping. Reaching. Expectant. Verdant. Simply hilarious.