Today is the Ides of March. It’s best known as being the day that Caesar was killed. In antiquity it was dedicated to the god Mars (god of war, god of agriculture.) And I plan on bringing that antiquity back, as my plants are staging a coup and threatening to overthrow my kitchen and my life.

My basil is flowering. My rosemary is drying before my eyes. The aloe is taking over my porch now, and the jasmine is browning, I just planted flowers in a pot that doesn’t have a good draining system, and Jeff’s tropical leaf plant is half alive.

This past weekend I repotted the rosemary after its roots crawled out the drainage hole it its pot and attacked my metal Buddha that oversees the window garden. I put the aloe into the ivy pot. (Sorry ivy but you were just dead. You just were. And I’m sorry that it was me who killed you.) I then put said aloe outside, to free up window space. Soon, when I grace the farmer’s market with my presence again, I will see what other options I have. In the meantime I might try to cut and re-root my basil (I don’t know whether this is possible or not) and I am also going to revive my rosemary, and see what I can do about those flowers I planted.

The answer to most of my questions, I am sure, is research, and a good trip to the Home Depot. And maybe sacrificing a pig to Mars.