My garden is doing good things.
Well, goodish, anyway. I killed my peas and my green beans. They apparently needed things like “attention” and “water”. Pff. Losers.
I am perpetually armed with a healthy dose of pessimistic optimism, meaning my line of thought usually goes “The worst will probably happen, but maybe it won’t and everything will turn out better than tolerable”. I actually assumed that nothing would grow, and that is happily not the case. In the spirit of triumph I won’t show you the yellow withered carcasses of the failures. Only successes:
Jalapenos, green peppers (do you see the pepper starting? Aw!) and some sweet Thai basil. I also have some regular basil, Greek oregano, parsley, sage and baby Thai peppers, not to mention some blossoming tomatoes.