Okay. I'm going to just come out and say it. I am growing vegetables in my living room. I know a lot of people out there are starting to do more gardening. It makes sense because food costs are going up, people are being more environmental, and if you like to eat organic, there is no better way to do it.
It's hard for me to admit that I am doing this because I am afraid I will fail. I am not a nature girl, which always surprises people. I LOVE organic, vegetarian food, I live in Colorado, and I practice yoga regularly. But I do not love dirt, or bugs, or worms or camping. I am a city girl. I'd rather go to an opera or a jazz club or museum or just watch a good movie classic than spend a day hiking through the woods. I love sunshine and the ocean, but I enjoy them much more if they are followed with the amenities of a nice hotel.
I decided after years of wavering to just try gardening this year. Starting to eat more raw foods and juicing every day is what nudged me over the edge. I'm starting small, and indoors on purpose.
Luckily, our house is entirely windows on the south side, so my living room plants are getting a lot of sunshine. I am having an INCREDIBLE amount of success with basil. If everything else fails, I will at least have succeeded with that.
I have some romaine that is not looking so good. But I suspect my cat Ellis has been sitting in the pot. I caught him jumping into it today. Weirdo.
Anyway, I had to just finally come out and say it - I am now responsible for some pretty important plants and I'm trying to be good to them, but it's a little scary and a huge learning process for me. So we'll see how it goes. Will the romaine live to see another day? Will the heirloom tomatoes actually produce edible fruit? Will I ever use Thai Chili peppers if they happen to actually grow? Will I learn to like dirt?
Time will tell.
