We were recently forced to confront the surprising fact that pea seeds are, in fact peas. Also, pumpkin seeds are the same thing as those seeds you get inside pumpkins. Both appear to be growing. The "spicy salad mix" is hurtling skywards faster than we, or even the caterpillars, can eat it, getting spicier by the second. I find myself running at butterflies swearing and shouting "get off my land".
Yesterday, we had for lunch: bread that I baked that morning and radishes from the garden. If the house had been a bit cleaner, I'd have felt rather smug.