My garden is totally dead.  Well, all except for the Marsh Milkweed, which has gotten so terrifyingly huge I am beginning to fear it is going to envelope our whole house and crush it to the ground.  I guess rearranging the plants was a bad idea, since even the ones that were doing pretty well turned brown and shriveled up shortly thereafter. On a pathetic related note, I just killed my indoor basil plant too.  And the rosemary is not looking so hot either. 

I officially quit at gardening.

I am convinced that some people can grow plants, and other people cannot.  It has nothing to do with skill or care or soil or tools.  It's personal.

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