A guest post by Heidi Dennis
I am a TERRIBLE gardener. I mean, I am BAD. I can take that plant that people say “It’s impossible to kill. Anyone can do it” and sentence it to immediate death. It’s like a plant takes one look at me and says, “nope”, then shrivels up and dies. I see those idyllic pictures of someone tending to their garden and it looks so lovely (not the ones where people’s butts are sticking up in the air. No- the ones with the cute hats and flowered aprons). Although, in retrospect, I would probably look more like the one with the butt. I think the biggest struggle that I have with gardening is my lack of patience. I once tried to grow a tomato plant (because anyone can do that *eye-roll*). One day I walked out and it was covered with green worms. And any tomatoes that it produced had been half eaten (stupid worms &*%@#$. Those are MY tomatoes!). Like any good plant parent, I googled what to do about it. The answer? Manually pick off each worm one by one. I took one look at the hundreds of worms on my plant and said, “Enjoy your tomato plant, worms. I’m out”).