= the number of pots that the young lad and I planted this afternoon. I know next to nothing about gardening, but I figure, a girl has got to get her hands dirty and start somewhere--and God takes care of most of the growing business anyway. We don't have a real yard or a real garden, but we do have a mini deck that's a whole lot prettier thanks to the fabulous 14. With any luck, we'll have a few flowers, green peppers, and basil alive +thriving by the end of the summer. You can't beat the satisfaction found digging in dirt on a warm spring day.