My bell pepper plants as well as my mother's spent the winter in my kitchen, that serves not only as a pottery workspace and a dumping ground for necessary and not so necessary stuff, but also as some sort of greenhouse. Some still hibernate and don't even have a single leaf as yet while others prospered all winter. One of them bore fruit on my window sill.
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment