On Saturday, I bought one of those tiny flower growing kits from the $1 bin at Target. I took it home, opened it up, and read the instructions. “Plant no more than 3 seeds!” it read.
Then I opened the seed packet. There must have been a hundred tiny flecks of brown nothing in there, indistinguishable from the dirt itself. I tried to follow the instructions, but I had no idea how many I was planting, or if any of the seeds were being covered by the weird wet dirt pellet, or if I was rinsing them all away when I washed my seed-covered hands.
That was 6 days ago. And this morning, imagine my surprise: so many tiny green shoots, curling out of the wet soil.