This year I took a nervous gardening step and brought basil to life from seed instead of buying plants.
Aren't the babies adorable? I find myself cooing at them when I go past, and stopping often to look at them, this miracle of life makes me so happy. From something lifeless-looking and insignificant springs life!
I followed directions from the guy at the greenhouse who said just put the seeds in a shallow tray. Later, I wished I would have made little newspaper pots or some such thing for easier transplanting when the time comes.
Seeds are cheaper with more varieties to choose from, but yes, they take fussing with, unlike seedlings that can just go right in the garden bed. But I have found this seed-starting process relatively easy and intensely rewarding.
Next year my southern windowsills might be crowded with little homemade paper pots. . . I can see how people get greenhouse dreams!