After my earlier seed-sprouting mishaps (I forgot which seeds were which and what needed what), I’ve come up with a system this time:
If the powers that be were making a prequel book to “Seed Sprouting for Dummies,” the should ask me to write it. The amount of things I’m unsure about that you’d think would be common sense is something absurd. For instance: last time I started some seeds, it was still cold outside, so I kept them in a spot next to the hot, hot radiator and kept them moist. I was all prepared to do the same this time, when my boyfriend politely pointed out to me that the reason for the first way was to mimic conditions close to the spring, and now it was, uh, spring.
Just to show off my jazzy, dual-layer fire-escape garden, here’s a photo of the bottom layer (seeds on top; bottom is for self-actualized plants, failed compost and a plastic pumpkin I thought might have a scarecrow effect on the squirrels and birds — it didn’t — and keep forgetting to remove*):
* pumpkin not pictured
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