|The dried remains of seven sprouted pineapple seeds|
|New hope and still green. I'll mail the first pineapple|
directly to MaryJane.
Fortunately, or not, I was born with a never-say-die spirit and immediately began a follow-up experiment. This time I used pineapple tops and plunked them into soil. They've been hanging out in the greenhouse since the little ones bit the dust. Since it takes much longer for the big leaves to dry up, I have yet no idea if they are alive and growing or just slow to die away.
So just to set things right, MaryJane Butters, I'm so sorry. Things I get to do today: admit that one may be able to grow pineapple, but I have yet to know if there is an easy way.