There are some people who don't have plants in their homes or in their backyards. Some could really care less about plants.
When I was a kid, I took some seeds my grandmother had in a ziploc bag and tossed them in the backyard garden. Not sure if they would grow or into what, I kept watering them. Eventually they grew and turned into sunflowers.
Kerole
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Taupaki, New Zealand
A trip to Mexico...
30 Oct '09 10:50 am I was fortunate enough to spend several months in Mexico on a family holiday when I was 10 (a long way from little old New Zealand!). I bought a packet of cactus seeds there and when I got home I sowed them in a cat-shaped pot. The cactuses lived happily in that pot until last year - nearly 30 years. The cat pot looks weird without them now.
From that moment I was hooked and I frequently helped my mother in the garden.
jack two
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1 Nov '09 5:21 am My parents' first house had belonged to a woman who won prizes for her rose garden. I remember trekking around the garden with my mom working on the roses - especially pruning season. I was taught rose pruning at my mother's knee! She would discuss each rose with me, its beauty and its weaknesses. Top of the log was always Peace followed by Comtessa Vandal. I got into roses when I was still at school, but I only really got into gardening when I was in my late twenties. We renovated an old house in Grahamstown and added to it. When we were finished the garden had been trampled from all four sides and only an ancient plum tree remained. Within four months we had grown a garden from seed, as the budget was shot - lawn, flowers, the works! That gave me the erroneous impression that gardening was easy. Then we moved to Johannesburg and would fill our car with plants from my neighbour on the farm's nursery every weekend we were up here. Within 4 years we had a lovely garden in Johannesburg and the garden on the farm was getting out of hand...[/i]
