The grass seed I planted less than a week ago is starting to do its thing. I've been checking on a daily basis, and suddenly here they are - tiny green sprouts, bold against the damp earth. Sunshine-and-showers has become my favourite weather forecast. Pigeons are on my black list (keen seed-snackers). As are cats (soil-disturbing shit-distributors).
It is disproportionately exciting. There are simple steps for success, but also an element of luck (weather) and danger (pigeon/cat peril).
I may have to do more of this seed/sower business. Today, grass. Tomorrow - who knows? A cress flannel?
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