The happiness that little tiny sprout brings me is hard to explain. I have never, until this spring, attempted to grow anything in my entire life. I have never even had a houseplant. But that little bit of green right there is (hopefully) going to bring me lots of happy little jalapeños this summer. 
I have always wanted to have a garden, but have always had something keeping me from it. I move a lot and have rarely had a place to start one (let alone stayed there long enough to make it worthwhile), and I have never had any clue where to even begin - I sooo wish I would have paid more attention to what my mom was doing all those years!!
To be honest, I still have no clue what I am doing whatsoever. I went and bought some containers (I have a large terrace on the 8th floor - but no actual garden), some dirt (200 liters and counting), and some seeds and plants and just kinda went at it. I have a random selection of flowers (all purple and yellow cause you know, its the playoffs and we're Lakers fans)(and kinda dorky apparently), some strawberries, some rosemary and some lavender. 
From seeds I started some peppers and some tomatoes (if I can find some Cilantro I will add that to the mix as well - then I'll have everything I need for salsa). So far, everything is doing......ok. The strawberries are very very happy, the Dahlias and Gladiolas are starting to sprout so I guess they are happy too. The rosemary is alive - so far so good on that (I hear its hard to kill so - yay for rosemary!). I already killed some lemon-thyme and the lavender looks pretty sad....but its alive. And my little seedlings are plugging along.
And I am completely and utterly devoted to gardening. Its heaven.
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