There is something about watching a sprout emerge or a leaf unfurl that brings out a Dr. Frankenstein urge to bring forth life.
I was big into it when we had the house, but once we hit the road, I had to bring a little bit with me.
Ed and I compromised on a plastic serving tray, which I lined with a laminated redwood tree place mat. As long as it fits on the tray, I am free to indulge my gardening urges.
