I'm happy to report that we've discovered we are up to a total of four sprouts!
After we finished dancing around rejoicing at the slowly-growing count, I was corrected by Wifey. The seeds we're trying to resurrect were ones she had saved from the year after we gave up on our old garden plot. That year we tried to do something, anything while adjusting to new-parenthood on a smaller scale using square-foot gardening methods in our townhouse backyard. That means the seeds were from 2011, not 2012 or 2013 as I'd guessed in the prior blog post. That any of them have germinated truly is miraculous.
I'd feel a whole lot more comfortable with more to be completely honest. Ordinarily I plant 36 seeds each year when the seed is just from the previous year expecting to lose some from seed pods not releasing from the seed leaves, damage during transplant, damage in the garden, or in the case of last year death from bad water.
This is a fantastic step in the right direction, but we're hardly "out of the woods."
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