I wouldn't exactly describe our thumbs as "green". We've tried to grow so many different things so many different times and historically it hasn't really gone all that well. We once had a friend drive past our house because the plants on the front stoop were alive and he was looking for the normal dead ones. I like to pretend it's because we're too busy doing the much more noble job of keeping people alive, but really it's just because we don't know what we're doing and we haven't take the time to really learn.

In a sudden burst of inspiration the other day, Jimmy decided that he wanted us to give it another go by planting a fall garden. If at first you don't succeed, try, try again, right? so we made it a family affair. We figure the more people we have invested in this venture, the more likely it is to actually produce something.

It's also possible that one of our kids could turn out to be a natural gardener. In that case, we'd be happy to take some lessons.

Grow little seeds, grow joy....