I was so excited that I started sending pictures of my mini farm to people (which is a sad reflection on how boring my life is, but that's beside the point.)
I was happy. I was excited. I was starting to think, This mini-farming thing is a piece of cake . And then, I noticed the mold growing on my farm:
At that moment I became a wee bit melodramatic. It's possible that I might have shouted up at the sky, "WHY? Why me? Why is this happening? All I wanted was a little bit of basil and a strawberry or two. Is that too much to ask?"
Once I have moved past the panic and the melodrama, I asked myself WWCD? What would Charles Ingalls do? And I decided that he would have consulted with his elders. So I asked my Dad what to do about the situation. First he suggested that I had overwatered the plants. I was slightly offended by this suggestion. How dare he insult my farming abilities? Maybe if I was an amateur farmer the blame could be placed on me. But I had been a farmer for 12 days at this point. Clearly I knew what I was doing.
Then he suggested that maybe the problem was that the air in the house was too humid and that the plants might fare better outside. My plants were growing too large for the original containers anyway, so I was going to need to replant at some point. So, with a hopeful heart, and visions of a mini-harvest dinner looming in my mind, I set to work on phase 2 of mini-farming, repotting the crops:
The cilantro was much more difficult to replant. The stems were so droopy and the dirt in the original pot was so shallow that transplanting it resulted in a plant that looked like it was already dead:
But, as millions of farmers have before me, I bravely soldiered on (picture me humming This Land is Your Land while doing so.) And I ended up with a replanted mini-farm that looked like this:
I watered the crops (with much less water than before), arranged the pots on my front porch, and hoped for the best! Join me next time dear readers, for another installment of Little Porch on the Prairie and I'll share the final chapter of my attempt at mini-farming attempts.