So, lest you think I overstated my plant-killing skills, I just want to let you know that a scant few weeks after our seeds sprouted, they are all dead. Dead, dead, dead. It’s kind of depressing. When they started showing signs of distress, I tried everything I could think of, but I’m not really good at reading sick plants. Were they getting too much water? Not enough water? Too much sun? Not enough sun? I have no idea. However, our strawberry plants are not only miraculously yet alive, but somehow flourishing. They’re making new leaves and everything! I think we’re going to try again – maybe I just planted too early for our wintry northern climate. Maybe I just need to conduct more research on the plants I’m trying to grow…we’ll see.
In the meantime, I’ve been in sort of a slump over the past few weeks and I pulled out some of my old toys. Back in the day I was quite the avid artist, although I don’t use my skills much for their own sake anymore. (My kids enjoy the pictures I draw for them, though.) The octopus on the front of one of Max’s library books caught my imagination, though, and I wanted to create an image of a happy little octopus with my pastels.
I’m not sure why the paper in the scan looks so dirty. I like my little octopus, though!