My herb garden is starting to remind me of a Beckett play. Everyday I dutifully check to see if any seedlings have pushed their way out of the soil. Sadly there is still no sign of the basil. I think I may have killed the seeds. The packet said I'd have something by now.
I went away for the weekend and the rest of the seedlings shrivelled up, I have given them a restorative drink but fear I might have to start again on that one. I covered the new tomato seeds with cling film, just to be safe.
I'm sustained by the thought of fresh tomato and basil salads in the summer. I can't wait.
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