A Blue Thumb Gardener

This has been the best Spring that I can remember. There was no season of "indecision", of rain then snow, then more rain with muck climbing up the side of everything, women in town wearing smart looking skirts and dresses with gum rubber boots. This year, everything is dry. We went from winter boots right into heels and runners.
Despite the lack of water, the lawn and buds are greening nicely. There are shoots of daffodils and tulips everywhere you look, although not in my yard. My thumb is more of a blue shade than green. Blue as in depressed that anything I plant dies, grows upside down, never flowers, or takes over the entire flower bed because it was actually a "pretty"weed. One year I planted hundreds of dollars in perenniels, but not knowing that meant the flowers would regrow the following year, pulled them all out when they didn't flower. I figured they had all been duds. Same story for the potato plants. I was pulling the plants and hilling up the weeds. Little hard to enjoy mashed garlic weeds.
So, I have put all gardening talents on hold and have started using my head a little more practically. Tomatoes recently went on sale for $1 a can and I bought 6 flats, or 72 of them. Then when my friends say they are canning their tomatoes, I merely smile and say, "I'm already done mine."
I plan on making the farmers market a regular stop every Friday and then by late August, my friends get to that wonderful stage where they're absolutely sick of eating and processing their zucchinni, their beans, their (fill-in-the-blank) and I get called to come to the rescue.
It all works.
Still, maybe I should look into planting some silk flowers just for some color. I hear you don't even have to water them!