Every year, I grow basil on our kitchen windowsill and then eventually move it outside where it can grow big and strong and produce some of the finest pesto this side of the Mississippi.
At least, that's the theory.
In reality, I've failed to produce healthy basil for the past two years now. The seeds start off great and grow up to be about three inches. But then they just...stop growing. It happens about the time when I move them outside, and I can't figure out what the problem is. Instead of dwelling on this year's basil fail, let's just remember the basil as the young, vibrant, promising plants that they once were.
Oh well. I'll try again next year.
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