domestic dilettante, humorless feminist shrew

Oh, internet. The most amazing thing has happened! A few days ago, my garden looked like this:

You may be wondering why some of my little biodegradable plant starter things (technical term, obviously) are in a box, and…actually, I’m sort of wondering that too. I’m sure that I had a really excellent reason when I started, but at this point, I have no idea what that reason was. They’ll be easier to move? Seems unlikely, since so far the sum total of their moving has been approximately zero feet, but who knows what I was thinking at the time.

Anyhow, the important part of this story is that in the last three days, it’s gone from being unattractive piles of dirt to being amazing plant things that are very nearly food! I have created food from what is essentially dirt and funny rocks.

Of course, because I hate to do things the easy way, I have also completely failed to mark anything that I was growing, so I have no idea what anything is. It seems like everything’s coming up, though, which is actually moderately problematic. Usually I have something of a brown thumb–not quite as deadly as a black thumb, but still a safe bet that half of anything I’m growing will die. So I figured that I’d start a hundred plants, and then probably I’d end up with between 35 and 50 of them, and that would be fine.

Incidentally, should you have any idea what’s germinating, please let me know. The last ones are grapes, obviously, and the second-to-last ones are carrots, but everything else is a mystery. I know that we planted three kinds of tomatoes, watermelons, cucumber, peas, swiss chard, bell peppers, possibly some sort of squash, maybe some beans, and presumably some stuff that I’m forgetting. (I couldn’t help it! I found some seeds at home, and my mother gave me some, and there was a sale at the garden center, and…)

I guess that now all that I have to do is find somewhere to plant all of these.