This will be my third year attempting a garden. Do I enjoy killing plants you ask? Why yes, yes I do. No - not really. I've worked so hard this year putting each seed into a wet paper towel in a plastic bag, letting it germinate warmly on a heating pad, then sowing each seed into a little pot and watching it grow and flourish.
After a long weekend in the sun my little babies - started from seeds during the hopeful, cold, winter months - are cozy in their garden beds. I planted 10 tomato plants, and will plant three in containers on the deck, I have four kinds of peppers with two of each plant (including bell peppers). Strawberries (those I did not start myself). Some zuchinni and acorn squash, but they will not be joined by their friend the cucumber. All the cucumbers died. Poor cukes. They just couldn't take the sunshine after that gentle fluorescent lighting. These have joined the lettuce, peas, spinach, and bean (yes only one has popped out and it's not looking hopeful for the others) already in the garden. I'll take pictures soon to add and HOPE to have something to show for my efforts this year.
I like how my daughter's "baby" and her blankee are in this picture. She and I enjoyed laying on the floor and looking at the plants as they were growing, sometimes drawing pictures of their progress or just talking about them.
Today I put away the lights and the heating pad. As much as I would like to keep seeding I think the garden is full.