I have always considered myself to have a black thumb. It always seemed like I couldn’t maintain a plant at all. They always seemed to die under my care. I don’t know if it was my enthusiasm to water them or if I gave them too much or not enough light, but it just never seemed to work outlet with me and my plants. But even knowing all this, I still wanted to start a vegetable garden. I wanted a little plot in my yard where I could grow things that we could eat and to know that I was eating something I cultivated and cared for lovingly for my family to enjoy.