I continue to attempt to grow tomatoes from seed. Last I wrote, the seeds had germinated and I was waiting for true leaves.
They have been upgraded from the recycled egg carton to the plastic tumbler cups. When temperatures allow, I adjust them to the outdoors. I bring them back to the sill. I sing to them because I am told that helps and, besides that, they don't appear to mind listening. The roots nudge, impatiently, and their space grows smaller and mine diminishes too.
I'll move them to proper pots, to full sun. I'll witness their progress and hope it's a bit like viewing my own.