Seedlings take up a lot of space. I currently have eight trays of starter pots living by my sliding glass door, the perfect sunny spot for my new little babies. The problem with this location is that the sliding door is a major traffic zone. Dog out to pee. Cavan out to play. A main path from our kitchen/dining room to the half bath (so with a potty-trained toddler and a preggo mommy, this route is soon to have pot holes!) But the awkwardly-mobile two-year-old, the oblivious beagle, and I seem to be able to avoid the plants without incident. Now enter Hubby. Apparently size 12 sneakers are difficult to navigate around delicate obstacles. "Damn plants" I hear this evening followed by the crinkling of the plastic domes. "Damn feet" I reply. Maybe the mini-earthquakes will stimulate plant growth.
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