Let me just set the record straight from the get go. While I was born in Iowa and have spent most of my life in this state, I have never lived on a farm.
I don't know if living in one of the biggest agricultural states in the country is rubbing off on me or if I'm just a glutton for punishment, but we decided to try our hand at a vegetable garden this year.
We were going to do it last year, I even bought all the seeds, but before I knew it the Fourth of July was staring us in the face and we never got a single blessed seed in the ground.
But THIS year, we vowed to do it. And, to prove our commitment, we ran out and picked up those little cardboard seed starter thingies (see? I don't even know what they're called!) and one night I filled them up with soil and planted onions, tomatoes, peppers, cilantro, and even some watermelon.
Although I diligently kept the soil moist for the next few weeks, and brought the babies in the house on uber chilly nights, only about half my seeds sprouted.
And therein lies the problem.
I have absolutely NO idea what sprouted. I'm thinking it's the onions and watermelon, but I really, truly, don't know...and I kinda need to figure it out if we're going to make salsa in a few months. What if I think it's watermelon but it's tomato and I plant a bunch more tomatoes? I'll not only drown in ter-maters, I won't have any peppers for the salsa!
I'm going to have to lure my sister or neighbor over to identify my seedlings for me before it's too late. And maybe there's a Gardening For Dummies class I can take....