Thinking With My Brain.

Stuff I really should keep to myself but won't.

Plus links and other banalities that I find on the inter-web that grabs my interest.

Only I can do this.

Out of 20 seedling packs that I grew I managed to save four of them. So I transplanted them into an outdoor garden. One died from either my cat jumping continuously on it from the window above or it found photosynthesising to be too much and committed suicide. So then I was down to three. They looked promising. One began to spouts blooms…not the type associated with the flowers I had picked out. I decided to give it a week to fully mature, my suspicions brought to truth.

I successfully grew a weed.