The upshot of all these various failures is that I've really honed in more on what I want. I don't want to just grow any old vegetable from seed. I want okra. I have a helluva a time finding it at the stores and Brendan and I love it. Here's a little okra seedling to get us started. It's a little battered around the edges, but the okra pods are actually growing. I'm optimistic.
I've started looking up recipes online for Indian okra, gumbo with okra, and pickled okra. Am I counting my chickens before they hatch?