Skip's Black Thumb

I was very excited to try out my verdant thumb on our precious back patio. I spent more than 3 years in San Francisco with a desolate window box and was not about to let a "real" summer in Boston pass me by without an attempt at horticulture.

As it turns out, I have the opposite of a green thumb. I have a black thumb. I am Midas' rogue sibling--everything I touch dies a black death.

RTT assures me that practice makes perfect and I may just have to kill every last plant in the garden before honing my green thumb-ness. I'm not so sure. I think these pics speak for themselves.