Or, the black thumb strikes again!

I was born with the gene for black-thumb. I can kill off a plant faster than almost anybody. Last week, for example, I brought home from the nursery two fine poinsettia plants, apparently in good health, as a concession to holiday decorating. Within 24 hours, one of the plants had developed black and white spots on its red leaves, and the leaves soon thereafter began to drop.

It really shouldn't be this way. I did, after all, grow up on a farm where I did my share of planting, weeding, and harvesting (albeit without enthusiasm). Crops and gardens seemed to survive my attention quite well. Pocket gophers, drought, and locusts were much greater threats than I was.

My sorry horticultural history notwithstanding, I have once again decided to try my hand with plants. As subjects for this latest fit of optimism I've chosen some herbs as well as some succulents and cacti. (Isn't that a marvelous word: succulent?)


Mini basil
Tuscan rosemary
Variegated sage
English thyme

Cacti and succulents

Golden pincushion
Euphorbia green elf
Split rock
Iceplant red spike