Back in the days, a year ago, I tried to fight global warming for a while. Both by nurturing carbon capture and by eating local, very local.
I failed after countless attempts to motivate them at day 23 of project plants in pots under my command. The parsley gave up on me after a week and the mint, well, lets not even go there.
The basil was the only one still standing, until the snails got him.
He got infected and I had to put him down in a tomato salad.
Maybe I overreacted, but when in doubt I prefer to be the one that prevented the zombie plant invasion (although, come to think of it ‘The Growing Dead’ would make for an interesting spin-off). Ending his life, it still haunts me. R.I.P. Basil, this summer I’ll have another go at several of your friends.