The seeds Oliver and I planted have sprouted and we look at them every day, watching their slow progress. Oliver likes to help water them but I must say that it's caused a couple of disasters. He likes to rearrange the pots in the bay window, and his complicated reorganization of the containers sometimes leads to droppage. We've cleaned up quite a bit of dirt. But .... I keep saying to myself that the seedlings that survive Oliver are likely to be more resilient than those that don't. We got more seedlings when we visited the Farr's recently --- they had too many young herbs for their overflowing greenhouse so we stuffed a bunch into baggies to bring home. They survived the car trip and the transplant and seem to be doing nicely - we've now got a ton of basil, chives, sage, cilantro and parsely. We even got a few tomato plants. They look pretty rough right now, sort of like the abused refugees that they are, but I think they'll be all right in the end. With our own cucumber seeds germinated, some dill, and more basil ... we just need to plant a few more vegetables to be well on our way.
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