1. I am growing zucchini, green beans, and sun gold cherry tomatoes, in a bunch of containers on my building's small cement driveway.
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  2. I started them from seeds.
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  3. I also have some basil, thyme, and oregano, and a small cluster of almost-dead parsley that I took from my mom's garden in hopes of rehabilitating.
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  4. Sometimes my neighbors' dogs have a free-for-all in my plants.
  5. Other times my neighbors park carelessly and topple over my pots.
  6. Last year, I found a web on my basil built by a spider with a red widow marking on its belly. That ended my gardening for the year.
    I don't think it was a black widow, on account of it being brown and not black. But I was too concerned to risk messing around with it.
  7. But I keep trying.
  8. Because nothing compares to the feeling when you first spot a baby green bean.
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  9. Or a baby zucchini.
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  10. Or the beginnings of a blossom that will someday give way to a tomato.
  11. And then sometimes, you peer behind a big leaf and discover a special secret.
  12. Like a cluster of full grown green beans, ready to harvest.
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  13. I have learned so much.
  14. Like how to artificially inseminate a female zucchini blossom with a male one.
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  15. And how to cut and harvest basil so it grows back even bigger.
  16. And how to not scream when an ant crawls on my arm.
  17. Sometimes I like to go downstairs and just look at my garden.
  18. Even when there's nothing in particular that my garden needs me to do.