My poor brown thumb is a little less so.
I'm proud to say that our poor little leeks have made it through the first week of life.
Each day, my daughter stands on her tiptoes and stretches her little arms over the counter, to see how the peat pellets are progressing. So far, about two-thirds have sprouted - little green and white strings curling in their container.
So we've made it through week one. We'll see what happens when they are introduced to the wind tunnel that is our backyard!