I found a Yam I had forgotten about, there were really two, but one turn rotten. I remember my mother growing them in a jar, so I put toothpicks about half way up in a circle, found a container, filled it with water, put the yam in, placed it on my window shelf where it could get some sun. It now has lots of white roots and two sprouts out the top of the yam and very interesting leaves are coming off the two small branches. Does anyone remember their mother doing this? I am so excited about this little old Yam, and the interesting way it's growing. I was thinking, I don't remember any plant nurseries around where we lived, I do remember friends giving my mother plant cutting, that she would try and grow. I remember Carnations, red carnations out by the front steps, and how my mother babied them along. I don't remember many house plants, except the Yams. My grandmother had sword plants, and a fern on her front porch, but no plants in her house. I remember by the time I was in high school, [my mothers third marriage] there was a "Monrovia nursery" somewhere around the house they bought, my mother was in heaven, she wanted all kinds of fruit trees, and plants. I must get my love of my garden from my mother, I don't mind getting my hands dirty. I worked for about two hours after dinner last evening, till it was getting dark, and I tripped on the hose, and thought you better go in before you break your neck. I came in and felt good, because I had accomplished a great deal, the garden look so much cleaner and prettier when I got through. I came in and took a nice hot bath, and had no trouble falling asleep last night. It felt so good to do some yard work, because last year I was not allowed to do any yard work after my heart thingy. The weather has been so nice the last two or three days, sunny but not hot. Sully in sunny California.

I've been reaDING THE ADS FOR PLANTS AND IT JUST MAKES ME WANT TO GET OUT IN THE YARD AND PLANT SOME FLOWERS. i WOULD LIKE TO EVEN PLANT SOME TOMATOES IN A CONTAINER BUT CAN'T EVEN DO THAT. sO, ALL OF YOU THAT ARE WORKING IN THE GARDENS DO A LITTLE FOR ME TOO. I've tried to grow a potato in a jar (don't remember if it was a regular potato or a yam) but mine didn't do too good. I know others have grown them though. When we lived in Central Oregon, we had a large house and I grew a lot of house plants. A lot of the plants I had never heard of before they were given to me. I'll keep looking atm the flowers and plants and just keep drooling. HaEmma > From: sullysoil66@msn.com > To: memory-lane@rootsweb.com > Date: Fri, 13 May 2011 13:38:25 -0700 > Subject: [ML] Growing a Yam > > > I found a Yam I had forgotten about, there were really two, but one turn rotten. I remember my mother growing them in a jar, so I put toothpicks about half way up in a circle, found a container, filled it with water, put the yam in, placed it on my window shelf where it could get some sun. It now has lots of white roots and two sprouts out the top of the yam and very interesting leaves are coming off the two small branches. Does anyone remember their mother doing this? I am so excited about this little old Yam, and the interesting way it's growing. I was thinking, I don't remember any plant nurseries around where we lived, I do remember friends giving my mother plant cutting, that she would try and grow. I remember Carnations, red carnations out by the front steps, and how my mother babied them along. I don't remember many house plants, except the Yams. My grandmother had sword plants, and a fern on her front porch, but no plants in her house. > > I remember by the time I was in high school, [my mothers third marriage] there was a "Monrovia nursery" somewhere around the house they bought, my mother was in heaven, she wanted all kinds of fruit trees, and plants. I must get my love of my garden from my mother, I don't mind getting my hands dirty. I worked for about two hours after dinner last evening, till it was getting dark, and I tripped on the hose, and thought you better go in before you break your neck. I came in and felt good, because I had accomplished a great deal, the garden look so much cleaner and prettier when I got through. I came in and took a nice hot bath, and had no trouble falling asleep last night. It felt so good to do some yard work, because last year I was not allowed to do any yard work after my heart thingy. > > The weather has been so nice the last two or three days, sunny but not hot. Sully in sunny California. > > > > > > > > http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~mbousman1/memory.htm > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to MEMORY-LANE-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

We used to call them sweet potatoes when I first married. My husband was in the Navy....we were young with little money and never thought about buying plants from a nursery. I had sweet potatoes....propped with toothpicks in a small glass jar of water.....and they produced a window full of beautiful leaves. Looked very pretty in the sunlight. I also cut carrot tops down into the edible part and set them on small pebbles in water in a saucer. They sprouted too and produced beautiful foliage. I liked to break off pussy willow branches and forsythia branches before they bloomed. I put those in jars of water and it wasn't long before they sprouted out too. I loved sprigs of asparagus too with it's fern-like foliage. I kept starters from a philodendron that my mother had when she died and it produced runners and a lot of foliage for probably 20-25 years after she died. juanita > I found a Yam I had forgotten about, there were really two, but one > turn rotten. I remember my mother growing them in a jar, so I put > toothpicks about half way up in a circle, found a container, filled > it with water, put the yam in, placed it on my window shelf where it > could get some sun. It now has lots of white roots and two sprouts out > the top of the yam and very interesting leaves are coming off the two > small branches. Does anyone remember their mother doing this? I am so > excited about this little old Yam, and the interesting way it's > growing. I was thinking, I don't remember any plant nurseries around > where we lived, I do remember friends giving my mother plant cutting, > that she would try and grow. I remember Carnations, red carnations out > by the front steps, and how my mother babied them along. I don't > remember many house plants, except the Yams. My grandmother had sword > plants, and a fern on her front porch, but no plants in her house. > > I remember by the time I was in high school, [my mothers third > marriage] there was a "Monrovia nursery" somewhere around the house > they bought, my mother was in heaven, she wanted all kinds of fruit > trees, and plants. I must get my love of my garden from my mother, I > don't mind getting my hands dirty. I worked for about two hours after > dinner last evening, till it was getting dark, and I tripped on the > hose, and thought you better go in before you break your neck. I came > in and felt good, because I had accomplished a great deal, the garden > look so much cleaner and prettier when I got through. I came in and > took a nice hot bath, and had no trouble falling asleep last night. It > felt so good to do some yard work, because last year I was not allowed > to do any yard work after my heart thingy. > > The weather has been so nice the last two or three days, sunny but > not hot. Sully in sunny California. > > > > > > > > http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~mbousman1/memory.htm > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > MEMORY-LANE-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without > the quotes in the subject and the body of the message