Although our neighbors may think so, given that there are grow lights going at all hours in our garage.
I would like to reassure them: It’s not marijuana. It’s for the DreadBrewer’s seed starting station (say that 3 times fast!).
Given DB’s cultivar snobbery, it’s easier to buy seeds and grow our own plants rather than visiting every Lowes and garden center in a 50-mile radius searching for the perfect specimen of whatever impossible to find plant he’s determined we have to have.
And of course, DB being DB, there is no half-assing it when it comes to the garden. If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do this the right way. Hence our super swanky seed starting set-up.
We’ve already grown and planted our zucchini plants; now we’re working on peppers and cucumbers and winter squash.
So our neighbors can take heart, knowing that we’re not engaged in illegal activities; we’re merely feeding my husband’s garden obsession.