The little seedlings in the sunroom are growing up and doing well.
I thought I had everything I wanted.
Parsley.
Check.
Thyme.
Check.
Rosemary, basil, oregano, and dill.
Check, check, check, and check.
But yesterday I went out to buy a watering can, and couldn't keep myself from wandering over to look at the herbs in the garden center.
Lemon balm?
Lemon balm!
Oh, you wonderfully scented lemon balm!
Where have you been all my life?
I have to have you.
For the pretty red pot on the kitchen window sill.
So I can run my hands through your leaves after I wash the dishes, and carry your lovely scent into my day.
Sigh.