Can you see my little kale sprout? That little white blobby-blob plant baby in the middle? Isn’t she cuuuuuuuuute?!?!? I am terribly proud of myself for getting something to sprout. Oh, I know, it did most of the work itself. But still. I am proud.

And you know what else I am proud about? Where normally I would have gone out and bought soil, and seed trays, and new seeds, and… oh, probably a new pair of cute gardening gloves, and maybe a shiny new trowel, for this little kale sprout? I raided some dirt from the flower beds of our rented house and threw it in a used sushi take-out tray. I planted the seeds, and voila! Kale. And me, proud.