Strange times we live in.
Adjusting to the new reality of grocery deliveries has been difficult, if only because I can be a bit of a technical luddite despite my age and have a bad habit of not checking the details on the things I put in my online shopping cart.
This has led in happier times to buying 1lb containers of spices when I thought I was getting 1oz- stuff like that.
I thought I was getting a plastic clamshell of picked basil leaves.
That is a plant.
Of the delicious but difficult to grow in this climate Italian basil.
It’s very healthy at least- clearly greenhouse grown- but how am I going to keep it alive?
Oh right I have a greenhouse now!
Welcome my new basil plant that I didn’t even want to the hot room I made for my tomatoes. You’ll fit right in.
This is a weird year in that between the undying African blue basil, the mammoth basil I bought on a lark, and now my accidental basil, I have more basil in my garden than I think I’ve ever had.
Time to brush up on my pesto recipes!