Just back from vacation so I'll be up and running this weekend - I have a stellar recipe I can't wait to share with all of you. But I wanted to make an announcement:
I KILLED MY HERBS.
Well, when you don't water them for two weeks while you're out of town, this is what happens:
Likewise, the garlic chives I so bravely rescued during our move to Manhattan? Here's BV (Before Vacation):
And the AV (After Vacation):
When we arrived home and I saw the state of things, I yelled, "They're dead! My herbs are DEAD!" Adam, being a brilliant stater-of-the-obvious, replies, "Well, yeah. What did you think would happen when we left and didn't arrange for someone to water them?" I sputtered, "But...but...I thought they'd be okay!" Adam just raised his eyebrow at me.
I'll be getting some new ones at the market this weekend but, in the meantime, I'm in mourning.
Eat, drink, and study basic horticulture (read: plants need water)!
Story of my life.
Well, I feel better. I did this same thing earlier this month. RIP thyme and parsley.
LOL! It's beginning to sound as if I need to start a support group for people who have lost their herbs.
A moment of silence, please...
ah ha! brilliant. i love the image of you seeing them and pronouncing their death. better luck with the next ones, but thanks for the laugh.
I totally feel your pain! My green thumb is a brown and dying thumb. I am desperately trying to keep one basil plant alive in our house. Wish me luck!!
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