I feel like the mother in The Carrot Seed. "I'm afraid it won't come up," she said. I didn't say that, but I thought it. I kind of lost faith in gardening and decided not to participate this year. Seemed like a lot of work for hardly any produce. Unless you count lettuce. But looky here. I was wrong. The seeds came up . . .
. . . just as the goofy boy had always known they would.