This winter, when I moved in to the Bering St. house, the only word to describe my new home was stark. The walls were white, the floor was the color of dust. the cabinets (those that had doors) were white. The thing I craved most was real live plants! Green living things to share my new home with. I scoured my cupboards for anything that might grow, checked boxes of last years gardening supplies for stray seed packets and even rummaged through the spice cabinet without much luck. What I came up with was alittle disheartining, but I was determined to make it work. I had a handful to dried chick peas, two dry peas, and nearly a half teaspoon of radish sprouting seeds!
I am proud to say that 3 months after planting all those things (in carefully selected broken tea cups from the thrift store) I will soon have my very own fresh peas!
The picture here shows the picture frame(also from the thrift store) with window screen stapled to it that I have been using as a makeshift trellis. If you look up towards the top of the plant all the way on the left there are two cute little future peas.
I have since aquired a few miriad of other house plants from friends who have left town, but these little peas hold a special place in my heart and I will keep cheering them on as they grow.