On Saturday we had a guy come in to fix the wall around our a/c where the plaster/paint had gotten all screwed up by a clogged weephole. He took one look at my pitiful seedling collection and commented that we should’ve started earlier. I was a bit defensive at first, but even I had to admit that it was true. I started late and they just haven’t grown like they should have. Sigh. I’m torn on what to do. I guess I’ll keep them going because it certainly won’t hurt anything, but I have to face up to the fact that we aren’t going to be eating from the balcony this year. So much for the growing challenge.
The basil, however, is looking pretty good and getting big. So that’s something. I have one little peppermint guy who is trying desperately to stay alive, and my peppers are still growing, albeit slowly and in no way close to fruit. The strawberries are damn near microscopic, and I have no idea why their growth is so stunted but they are cute anyway. The parsley and cilantro died out a month ago; I think I’m going to cheat and buy a couple of herb plants next week.
I’m bummed, but at least now I know to start earlier next year.