For the sick and needy basil of today, so that they may become productive pesto of the future.
I transplanted these pitiful looking guys into the ground near our back porch. They were doing just fine in some box planters all spring, but all the sudden looked like they no longer wanted to live. So I stuck them in the ground, and told them to think again.
And this is just a couple days after.
So. There’s that.