Traditionally, we have used plant pots as a kind of botanical torture device, our patio littered with the twisted, dessicated remains of our containered victims. This year, among the debris, there have been one or two happy successes, nothing to write home about, but I draw modicum of satisfaction, nonetheless. Some mint, grown from seed and looking verdant:
Re-potted cuttings of sage, rosemary and lavender:
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