I once helped a gal put in a little garden. I went to her house. Took tools, fertilizer, seeds, tomato plants... We scouted out the perfect place in her yard. I showed her which end of the spade fork to hang on to, and which end to stick into the ground. Showed her how to lift the sod... how to break up the soil. Her response: "I think you'd better do it... it looks too complicated." Next we planted the tomato plants. Her reply... "You'd better do it, I think I'll break them." Then the seeds: "They're too small. I won't put them in the right place." I even took some marigolds to spruce up her little garden. "They smell funny." And, on and on it went. Fast forward to tomatoes setting fruit... She's laughing at work b/c her darling daughter likes the little green balls on the tomato plants and she pulls them all off and throws them. She won't eat the lettuce because it grew in the "dirt". I saw her the next spring, and she asked me if I was going to "come over and help her plant a garden."

"Nope. I'm busy that day."[/Qoute]
Your heart was in the right place. Ya I would be busy from now on!