Hello Everyone. Welcome to the TPC Blog.

I have never had much luck with gardening. I think I’m the worst Taurus who every existed. I just don’t like getting dirt under my nails. It creeps me out.

I usually only plant a lavender for luck, my gold pot of marigolds for abundance near the front door and my two geranium baskets for protection (no I am not a witch). This year my son helped me plant a really cute garden in the front. It’s not a wow garden but it’s my little garden. It is looking mighty good too because of all the rain. Last years’ garden experiment didn’t fair so well. It kind of died and shriveled up.

The front of our house needs a good paint job and both of us being too busy (or lazy) we haven’t been able to get to it. So I thought I would grow some Clematis up the lattice (that sounds a bit sexy doesn’t it?) to hide the peeling paint. I love Clematis. There is something about them.

So I started from seeds (my sister said are you sure they aren’t morning glories, I’ve never heard of anyone starting Clematis from seed. I will keep you posted and then put another reason why I’m confused I’m a Taurus).

I was going to just throw them in the garden and my son said no I have to germinate them. He said just put a paper towel and water and in a few days they will sprout. Not having any paper towel available I used toilet paper. I know, I know. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

Obviously (to most not me) the toilet paper all shredded and I had a seed and toilet paper mess. They did somehow in all this sprout though. Nature is just so persistent isn’t it.

I went out with my little sprouts and started with a hole, a seed, a hole, a seed. Then getting quite bored with the whole thing as patience isn’t my strong point I kind of dug a big hole and threw the seeds and you guessed it the toilet paper in too. I was certain my Clematis growing was now a thing of the past but I guess with all the rain somehow it started growing and growing beautifully!

The best part about watching it is when the vines come up they search for somewhere to hang on to. I’m thinking how is that possible? How does the plant know which way to go? It didn’t go towards the street it went back 8 inches towards the lattice. Then when it grabs onto it all of them start doing it. It’s like a creepy sci fi movie.

How does it know to do this? Isn’t it the weirdest thing?

I really think we should learn from these plants. If it’s so easy for them to find their way why is it so hard for us sometimes when we have everything available to us?

I don’t have any flowers yet but I look every day in wonder. My husband is sick of (I can tell by the look) every time we go out my big conversation about “I don’t get it” how do they know how to find their way? How do they do that? I know he’s thinking something about my blond hair with that look too.

So once again, like everything I anxiously wait for, I just have to wait for my flowers especially to see if I have Clematis or morning glories. Not that I would know the difference.

Here’s a quote for today:

“Patience is power; with time and patience the mulberry leaf becomes silk.”Chinese Proverb

Until we meet again, Sharon

P.S. See Sequel here.