Who's the Chuck Norris of gardening now?

Sprouts!  People!  We have sprouts!

I've been keeping my unemployed self busy the last week or so painting my office and getting it usable, which is another post in and of itself.

But first?  To quell the nay saying cries of "NO PICTURES NO HAPPEN."

On Saturday?  No.  Today is Saturday.  Or yesterday.  Whatever.  Not Saturday.  Guess it would have been Thursday?  Sure, we'll go with Thursday.

*Thursday* as I was breaking down my make shift office to move it into the actual office, I had to move my pellets of nothingness.  And after having spent two months of love and labor to get those little shit seeds to sprout and gotten nothing...NOTHING...in return, I had resigned myself to tossing all 72 pellets of wasted energy into the trash.  I had a moment of silence for all the vegetable death that had occurred, and carried my starter tray outside to chunk that bitch in the trash.

And then?  The sun hit something inside the plastic cover just right.  Was that a hint of green I see?

I pop the lid, and sure enough!  A tiny little sad looking sprout!  A sprout, I say!
See that little guy?  He's going to be a big strong cherry tomato plant when he gets older.

So I glance over the rest of the tray, and I see this:
A tiny little sprout of Swiss Chard!  (what *IS* that?  seriously.)

And upon further inspection?  I see this:
Now, I'm not 100% sure what this little guy is gonna be when he grows up.  He'll either be cilantro or green peppers.  I'll know for sure when he gets bigger, but right now he's in that awkward phase where if he were a human fetus, he'd be a jelly bean.

So in a matter of seconds, that tray went from trash to the uterus of my garden.  And it was saved.  And all was right with the world.  Pro-life folks should love that little comparison.  Bumper sticker galore.

I left the tray sitting on the ledge of the future garden.  I haven't checked on it since yesterday, so I don't know if any other little buddies have popped up.  I'm hoping the warm sun will help incubate my other friends...errrr...my vegetables into sprouts as well.

So far I'm 3 for 72, and I'm hoping to improve my odds.

In related news, I have three baskets of strawberries that are popping like ker-azy.
I'm actually surprised I've got fruit already coming through.  Hopefully in the next week or so they'll get nice and red so Monkey can pick them.  She is such a huge fan of gardening that it'll be a shame if she can't see some results before she takes off for Texas for two months.

*Panic attack*

ANYWAY.  So picture proof of gardening success y'all.  Guess it did happen, huh?  WHAT'S UP NOW?


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