I was pretty discouraged when the only signs of life in the garden last night were a couple of ants and a tiny grasshopper. I had intended to plant some more seeds, but the wind was positively howling, so I surrendered and just watered it.
But tonight! Tonight! I have a sprout! One, solitary, hesitant, gorgeous turnip sprout. I am positively over the moon, and have put off second-pass planting until Sunday.