Here are some strawberries. Transplanted from a different part of the garden, but plants nonetheless. Poor guys though, they grow such small berries. Either Noah gets them or the slugs do. It's quite the contest.
And finally, the piece de resistance (no idea where that saying comes from. If I had more time I'd look it up. But I don't. Children are about to call). Tip to all you rookie gardeners: plant something tall that will grow like a weed in the back, and then transplant something bushy in the front and then take a picture from a distance and you will create the illusion that all is green and growing. It won't matter that weeds are making a major statement behind the scenes because no one will see it. Anyway, things are growing. I'd say it's a major success. We even eat peas from our garden... the KIDS even eat peas from our garden. And I haven't even mentioned my hanging basket that I water nearly daily with all the love and affection I can for such a blossoming beauty. I can't tell you the name of a single flower in that thing, but boy is it pretty. That plus the fact that I got it for mothers day.....
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