My Greenhouse is My Actual House...

Let me take you to a beautiful place where green plants grow and flourish, the air humid and ripe with the expectation of blossoming flowers and juicy vegetables.  That place is not my where my plants live.

Let's visit my garden, shall we?

What? Your garden doesn't have pencils stuck in it? How else are the peas supposed to grow?

Look at how healthy those things are! I am clearly a master at indoor gardening. (Let's see... that makes me Patch Queen of the Universe and Indoor Gardening Master. If I keep up at this pace, who knows what other titles I might acquire? ; )

Why is my garden indoors, you might ask...

This post pretty much explains it all. Most vegetables like warmer temps, so mine have to stay indoors another week or so.

In the meantime, my baby tomatoes

                                                                            

                                                                          carrots,                                                                             

  

basil,

 

 and other little vegetables that I haven't killed yet will reside in my front room, absorbing what meager sunlight makes it way in. And dreaming of the day when, like normal plants, they too get to soak up actual sun in the real life outdoors.