My grandmother had a green thumb unlike anyone I've ever met. She loved plants, and in addition to the big garden she put out each spring, she had numerous houseplants situated in various areas of her tiny home, which she cared for all year long.
When the weather was warm, however, she'd set up several shelves on the front porch and move many of her plants outside. The colorful pots and green leaves enhanced the normally dingy space, and allowed her to share her talent for growing plants with visitors and those passing through. Moreover, her green thumb left an impression on me I will never forget.
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