
Who knew when I carefully planted those 72 seeds in my little starter seed kit that the dill would make it out of the starting gate first . .. by a LONG shot. (That's the ones you see near the middle). Next would be the predictable Sweet Basil, at far right. But hey, the purple basil came out and the garlic chives are making a game effort . . . the peppers (jalapeño and serrano) are total lamers; not a sign.
The lemon tree, on the other hand . . . how long do I have to wait for the lemon tree?
But so far, all eyes are on the dill!
I'm so inspired by its performance that I wrote a haiku:
The Lonely Dill
O dill,
Whose friend was basil
The sky grows tranquil
As you grow long
A bus ambles by
Winter’s end
But to be less pretentious, I also wrote a good old-fashioned Wordsworth, with the cadence of hip-hop!
Dillin' in Da Hood
You wandered lonely as a cloud
Among a host of da-fo'-dills
You chillin’ and you illin’ chile
You hot and you dat Basil kills
But not to be outdone, I also wrote a Rodgers and Hammerstein!
The Sound of Crunching
The dills are alive
And they're chewing basil
Such a salad they'll make
For a thousand years
Uhh, okay, I guess I have to work on my Rodgers and Hammerstein skills.
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