This is what we started with this weekend. 2 square feet of chives, and a couple of onions the boys missed last fall sprouting back up.
My dearly beloved laughed at me for carrying my seeds around in a basket. I told him I'm not a good enough juggler to carry them in my hands.
I've cut chives already, and had better hurry to do so again, before those flowers bloom and release 4 million chive seeds. Then my yard will smell of onions forever.
I found these seeds, dyed different colors, entertaining. I know it's strange.
And now, we've planted. And by "we", I mean that I'm a great supervisor. I don't bend, and I don't play in the dirt. So now we wait for lettuce, spinach, many varieties of tomato, 3 kinds of squash, green onions, cucumbers....