My father-in-law's farm, I am convinced, is the land of magic and wonder.
A few weeks ago, my sister-in-law and I planted a whole bunch of seeds in the garden patch out there. Being a lazy greenhorn gardener, I planted them too deeply, planted too many seeds, and then promptly neglected them for the next fortnight.
Right now there are seven rows of the most beautiful little plant sprouts I've ever seen!
In my backyard, however, I scrupulously planted the same seeds at the exact specified depth, with precision spacing, and meticulously kept all weeds at bay. I made sure they were in a good sunny spot and in rich loamy soil.
Not a single sprout has surfaced.
How is your garden doing?