So remember how proud I was of myself for resisting the siren call of dahlia tubers?
It didn’t last. I got four more colors. I’m thinking I may try storing half of them in my mother’s basement, to insure better winter survival.
In other news, I have most of the rest of the seedlings planted up to larger pots, so the third grow light is now engaged. The only ones I didn’t plant up were the epazote. I think I remember that they were better for direct sowing anyway, so that was a gamble. (They sprouted, but they’re just tiny.)