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I started a garden yesterday on the apartment balcony. A couple of herbs, and a couple of fruit-bearing plants. I'm not a great gardener -- I've definitely sent my share of plants to the Botanical Intensive Care Unit (from which they are never seen again). Yesterday in all the excitement I left a lone plant in the back of my car -- when I unloaded the car this morning, I found it, yellowed and limp, like a vegetable someone had boiled too long. I chopped off all the yellow limp bits, leaving very nearly nothing of the plant. Poor plant. I may just need to get a replacement if I can't save it.
I even started a little composting project. Now, if I only knew more about worm bins...