A lot of folks tell me that they don’t have green thumbs–that they love the idea of having plants in their homes but that they kill every plant in their path. I think that’s a cop out. I used to say the same thing about my athleticism: “I’m not athletic” I’d say. But that’s because I never worked out. Of course I wasn’t athletic. So today, if you think you have a brown thumb, I’m gonna burst your bubble. Just like everything in life, taking care of plants means two essential things–getting to know your plants, and loving them. Would a dog survive in your home if you never fed it, or OVERfed it, or never gave him love? When you bring a plant into your home–google it. Do your homework. Learn what kind of light and how much water it needs. If he looks sad, move him into another window. Get to know your plants, listen to your plants and love your plants. You’ll see–they’ll love you right back! What do you think? Is the green thumb/brown thumb thing a myth?