I like to think of myself as relatively self-sufficent, being in my twenties and having lived on my own and all for years. But there are some things that I just need my Mom for - like help not killing my plants.
My kitchen windowsill had major potential to be really cute and filled with plants, which I attempted to do with some basil, dill and other cook-y type plants. But then I killed them all. Repeatedly. It wasn't intentional, I would just sometimes forget to water them, or overwater them, or leave the window open when it's 30 degrees out.
So when my Mom was in town a few weeks ago, she swooped in to save my windowsill by introducing me to succulents a.k.a the plants you rarely have to water. The results speak for themselves.
My kitchen windowsill had major potential to be really cute and filled with plants, which I attempted to do with some basil, dill and other cook-y type plants. But then I killed them all. Repeatedly. It wasn't intentional, I would just sometimes forget to water them, or overwater them, or leave the window open when it's 30 degrees out.
So when my Mom was in town a few weeks ago, she swooped in to save my windowsill by introducing me to succulents a.k.a the plants you rarely have to water. The results speak for themselves.
Giant succulent plant in a giant pot.
My raccoon candle Ricky, peeking out from behind the plants.
An assortment of fun colored pots helped make the plants pop.
Aerial views.
The final product! Ignore my sink.
Super cute, right? Now I just need to make sure these succulents stay alive. Otherwise, I might be needing my Mom again.














