When I was around five, or six years-old, I remember shopping in the grocery store with my  mom and begging to purchase a pack of marigold seeds.  The picture, on the front of the packet, was so beautiful- the bright orange, gold and yellow blossoms- I couldnt wait to grow some of my own.  I also remember the profound disappointment of learning that marigolds don't thrive inside an apartment- which is where I spent the majority of my growing-up years.