"I will not," I said. "I will just scrape an inch of dirt off the top!"
When it comes to inventing labor-saving devices, I'm a mental gatling.
Nothing happened to those nasturtium seeds for five days. On the morning
of the fifth day I heard a scream from my wife and rushed downstairs, to
find her leaning over the nasturtium box.
"Oooooeeee! Lookee!" she shrieked.