There is a little concrete box-type thing at the front of my house, which serves no real purpose except to separate the car area from the entry area - and as a competition among residents for the artiest display. In the past, I have had some success with plants in this thing, but not for a while. For a couple of years, there has been nothing but deadness there (those last plants were definitely not drought tolerant!). With my regained gardening confidence (see my other blog for more details!), I planted some petunias in the front bit.
This morning, I found my first student - and his mother and grandmother - gawking at the plants. The student looked up with his mouth half open.
Boy: Whoa... There are... living things here... Plants! I always know where your place is by the dead plants at the front, this is just too weird.
Me: Yeah, I'm going to water this lot. You could always count, you know - it's always been the 4th one down.
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