The celery is up. It’s been showing little greenish threads for a couple of days, but today they stood up and unfolded their first “leaves” (cotyledons).
Naturally, they did not come up evenly distributed in the cells. They never do. Onions are showing too. I love the way onions grow, folded back on themselves, and the fold emerging first. It’s like, if a person was trying to dig themselves out of the ground they’d reach a hand out first (at least, that’s the impression I get from graveyard movie scenes). Most plants do that, with their paired cotyledons.
Not onions. They would stick an elbow out first, as far as possible, and then, like an afterthought, unbend the arm.
Box chicken is going strong and seeming to adapt happily to pet chicken status. She eats more every day but is not restless. She sticks her neck out long and cocks her head to watch us through her screen with one eye, and we do the same (but with two eyes) and baby talk inane crap to her. Are you eating? That’s so good! Are you a hungry chicken? It’s embarrassing. And very funny when HW does it in falsetto. Oh, you’re drinking? Look at you drinking! You’re just a little chicken! She’s going to have a lot to tell her friends when she goes back out to the flock. Updates on the supposed intelligence of the unwinged ones.