A flower! A flower!

Well, the sad truth is, I'm not sure I can take credit for my beautiful garden's success.  It's doing very well, but it may have something to do with the fact that I haven't touched it in a week.  My "fiance" (I have to put it in quotes because it's such a weird, snobby-sounding word) can take full responsibility for the following:

  Look how bushy those cilantro and tomato plants are!

 Left to right: half a lettuce plant, bell pepper, Charlie the cherry tomato plant, lettuce.  I probably should have taken measurements to really prove the success, but I can assure you that tomato plant in particular has really shot up!

I can't help wondering if their success is really due to the fact that I was out of state for a week...  Nonetheless, my favorite picture is a headshot of Charlie:

Flowers!!!!!!! woohoo!! I feel like that must be a sign of imminent fruit...yes?

Even though I may not be the one responsible for their growth, the important point to take away from this blog entry is that I haven't killed anything - and that is the real story here.

Assuming I don't kill anything in the next few weeks, I look forward to seeing fruit soon! And, my next challenge will be to grow something from seeds...cue the ominous music.

Welcome to the Family

A lot has happened in a week!  Last weekend, my boyfriend took me to the botanical gardens because he found out they had a herb garden, and he figured I/we could learn some things.  The herb garden wasn't exactly in the best of shape, so he jokingly reassured me that "It's not my fault" as we took pictures of things like invisible basil:

We moved on to the second garden, which was supposed to be a children's garden.  It consisted of a pile of brown mush inside a dinosaur topiary.  Then we went to the third garden, which was in significantly better shape:

I was taking in the view through the Butler window, when all of the sudden, I heard my name, and looked to my left. It was my boyfriend, and he was down on one knee, asking me to marry him.

Of course, I said yes!
So, while I may not have learned much to help me with gardening at home, I definitely wouldn't say the trip was a waste.  :-)  I'm sure you'll pardon the digression...

Back to my plants!

Unfortunately, the morning after my last post, Oliver (oregano) was looking even worse, and I really thought he was beyond recovery.  I may have passed judgment too soon, but I threw him out.  :-(  May he rest in peace.

On the other hand, Silo (cilantro) has made a rather impressive recovery.  A little more frequent watering did him a world of good.

We took another field trip this weekend; this time to Red Barn gardening center.  That place is amazing!  We were like two kids in a candy store running from one side to another trying to determine which herbs and vegetables to get.  Even better than their selection, was their staff.  They were extremely helpful, giving us advice on when and where to plant, how big a pot is needed, how frequently to water, etc.  Thirty bucks later, we had a couple extra cilantro friends for Silo, three new tomato plants and a tomato cage, opal basil, red onion, asparagus, two lettuce plants and a renewed enthusiasm.

From there, we hurried off to Lowe's for some planter box building materials.  Long story short, we ran into a lot of obstacles and issues, and settled on getting a couple big pots and using our extra smaller pots at home.

All of our veggies are now safe and sound in their new pots, watered and fertilized.  Our family has grown tremendously:

Here's Silo with his new friends.  Silo's the tall one.  He is shooting up rather quickly, as many have forewarned me about.  I pinched off his top today to prevent him from going to seed.

Charlie, the cherry tomato plant:

My new (nameless) tomato plants:

Bella (bellpepper):

No individual photos of the others since they're technically not "mine."  My fiance is taking responsibility for the others.  

So now the real test begins:  Can any of our new family memberse survive and actually bare fruit or veggies?  Only time will tell.

Unfortunately, 1 + 1 = 2

I think a simple photo will sum up everything I have to say today:

That, and a sad face :-(

"If Silo Jumped Off a Bridge, Would You?" Oliver Says, "Yes"

Amazing.  Within 3 days, Silo almost dies, and now, on day 4, Oliver's on the brink.

I was home sick today, so I got to see how much sun they were getting.  I thought I had placed the cilantro in a less sunny spot yesterday, so I moved all of them to that spot today.  (Yes, I am currently realizing how stupid that was, considering the cilantro almost died.)  It turns out, the new spot is sunnier than the old spot, so I need to move them back.  I think the oregano got too much sun today.  I'm assuming this after reading an eHow article that says even though oregano prefers full sun, it doesn't do well in very hot climates.  I'm pretty sure Texas qualifies as a very hot climate, so it might be better off in a shadier spot.

Sigh.  Hopefully the oregano will pull through like the cilantro appears to be doing.  I wonder which one will wither tomorrow?

Silo's Near Death Experience

Yesterday I came home to this:

Yep, that's Silo the Cilantro.  Is it too late for him?  Can he be revived?  I had no time to answer these questions because I had to leave for class, so I gave him some water and hoped for the best.

When I came home, I was ecstatic to see he had perked up a little.  Then, I took matters into my own hands. I had no idea what to do in this situation and no one to turn to, so I made a judgment call.  I had read that to harvest cilantro, the stems should be at least 6 inches tall and that you should trim the cilantro to keep it from going to seed.  So I gave him a haircut, and look how well he's doing now!

I also kept all my babies inside last night.  I thought maybe the cold weather the night before was what made Silo sick in the first place.

I'm happy he's not dead yet, though I may have done him in by giving him a haircut.  I truly am clueless.  I know I need to get these little fellas into some bigger better pots soon, but I don't know much of anything else.