I know that we are young and I know you may love me, but I just can't be with you like this anymore

[nekosensei]

My dearest cilantro plant,

I fed you. I watered you. I put you in the warm sunlight. I spoke to you lovingly while caressing your tender green leaves. What have I done wrong? Why do you despise me so?

I guess this is the end of our beautiful relationship. I shall miss you terribly. Too-da-loo! *waves handkerchief*

Regretfully,
nekosensei

P.S. ¡¿Por qué?!

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I don't know. You think maybe I came on too strong?

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Dang! I just suck at growing cilantro in the house, don't I? This is the second plant I've managed to kill. I think my mistake this time was clipping off all the flowers. I thought that, if you let it flower, it would turn into coriander and that would change the flavor of it.

So sad. I love the smell of cilantro....

Also, I'm half tempted to start an LJ community for gardening fails...the fail blog of gardening if you will. Maybe we'll all learn from each other's mistakes. I think "oops_i_killed_it" is a good name.

Comments

[barsukthom.livejournal.com]

That is definitely a Pre-Raphaelite heroine sort of plant. Al it needs is a clingy dress and long, luscious red hair...

[cynical-ghost.livejournal.com]

See, you're a bit higher-minded than I am. Here I was, thinking it was more of a "writing bad poetry by candlelight whilst wearing all black" kind of dramatic.

But yours works too. "The Cilantro of Shallot..."

[barsukthom.livejournal.com]

"My dessication is far drier tha anyone else's dessication, for only I have the rootstock sunk into pure, waterless pain..."

Great. Goth Plantporn.