Monday, January 26, 2009
Got this picture with some of the concrete blocks roughly placed. The shape and unevenness of the blocks made me think of the old observation about the teeth of American versus British actresses. I like the way it's shaping up. Maybe I should have an inconsistent border.
Meanwhile, back under the fluorescents, I'm already seeing the first signs of life! I'm really surprised -- I wasn't expecting anything for another 5 days. Might have to get in some soil faster than I expectd. The pic is a bit blurry because it's taken though the plastic top.
I saw a comment on a forum asking why anyone would go to the trouble to raise plants from seed when it's really not cost-effective (not to mention the heartbreak of putting in effort only to see the plants go leggy or die). For me, the reason is the wonder of seeing something come from a tiny brown blob that I stuck in some moist soil. This is what makes it all worth it. Maybe it's like reliving the wonder of childhood experience -- seeing a lightbulb light from a battery-powered circuit, or making a stink bomb from iron filings, or the strange experience of snow burning your hands after playing out in it too long. There is a way that the world is, and it's endlessly fascinating and worth learning about. If any of these plants reach maturity and survive the transition to the garden I'll be thrilled. But if not, I don't think it will stop me from trying again. And in this climate, I won't even need to wait until next year.