Made an adjustment.
The stacked pots in the corners weren’t reaching the bottom of the container and were drying out too fast from below. So took them out and put another fabric pot in there and then filled it with organic bagged potting soil and put the pots with the seeds on top of it, with some extra potting soil around, and topdressed with bananapeel.
Siamese twin version of stacked pots.
No seeds were lost in the process.
A little bit of roots were torn, but the damage was very minor, they’ll be fine.
Topdressed the big pot with some pottingsoil too and some dried leaves I found from walnut trees while I was leaning on them with one arm around them, like they’re my best buddies. It doesn’t need to be a full on hug. Just like, you’re pretty cool, I like you tree, kinda vibe you know. 
Did some chopping as well.
The cilantro was delicious, and the basil is mildly spicy, very nice.
The woodsorrel tastes good too, it has a very unique fresh zing to it.
^ On the right: Chopped the smallest of the bellpeppers and let the two biggest ones go on.
Dropped the leaves from my fresh mint tea in there.
^ Two new kids on the block.
Full moon in Capricorn is coming up.
Ignore the drama and chew on something.
Harvested because it suddenly smelled like hay, weather has been rather dry and warm last few days. Looking bit rough, but this ain’t a beauty contest, it’s medicine.
I am harvesting just about every month now I think… or every month and a half, something like that?
Always have at least one in flower and always something in my jars.
I am grateful for being able to grow these magnificent herbs.
