Windowsill Garden

As a child, my parents always had large vegetable and flower gardens. I loved eating the vegetables and having fresh flowers, but other than that, their gardens didn't do much for me. When I would get in trouble, it was not unusual for my punishment to be helping out with the garden (weeding in the spring and early summer, or harvesting or helping to can tomatoes later in the season). I hated it! It was hot, buggy, and not what a little girl wanted to do. Now that I'm older, I have come to appreciate gardens much more. The smell of lilacs always remind me of growing up, and I can't wait for tomatoes to be ready for tomato sandwiches. I bought my mom a peach tree for Mother's Day a few years ago, and I swear that the peaches from that tree are the best peaches that I've ever eaten! However, living in an apartment in Boston, I don't have a garden of my own. I do have an outlet for my green thumb, though. I am all about my windowsill garden. I have a collection of plants- a begonia and a snake plant (notice Roxy sitting in the garden?),
a kalanchoe and bamboo,
ivy,
fittonia
and my Yucca (see Roxy in the background again?).