plants

It smells like either death, rotting fish, sweaty socks or a combination of all three.

You might have some of this around your family and not even know it.

I have to admit, I'm about as skilled with plants as a fish is with a bicycle. My Grandma Effie had this incredible green thumb, but it seems I missed out on that gene. My friends joke that I've got a "black thumb" because I can't keep a plant alive to save my life...

Before my mom struck off for Arizona for the winter, she asked me to take of her plants again. I do not mind doing this at all, but it can be a chore from time to time. I thought it might be a good idea to just bring them to the radio station...