Half-way through the last month of winter, I decided to harvest my herbs. I had planted the seeds densely, and so cutting the stems was like cutting hair. I don't remember exactly what I had planted, and the labels I taped to the sides of the containers were illegible from the daily misting. But I'm pretty sure rosemary is in here somewhere. And maybe even some carrot tops. I haven't dug around for carrot bottoms.
Instead, I whirred the herbs with water and froze them into cubes.
I'll make soup from now through spring with my herbaceous harvest.