Pointy looks about as forlorn as I feel. We both spend a lot of time stuck alone in my office. So I decided to grow it some friends.
I bought a windowsill garden last night in which fragrant chamomile, lemon basil, and lavender will supposedly grow if I turn the little greenhouse thingy, keep the soil moist, and give it enough light. I'm a little worried about the outcome, because a seven-story parking garage blocks out most of the light. Also over the years I have never managed to get a single thing to grow from seed. That's okay. This time I have a good feeling. And if it doesn't work and I'm stuck with a bunch of moldy dirt, then the terra cotta pots will make excellent projectiles.