Sowing SeedsFebruary 21, 2007
Yesterday was warm! The ice and snow are melting and the birds are ravenous. This is the longest coldest February I can remember in the 18 years we have been in this house. Before I began this intense period of Inner Work I used to grow thousands of plants from seeds each year. Late February our east facing living room would be filled with hundreds of seedlings under full spectrum lights. The greenhouses would shelter seedlings that are a bit more cold tolerant. As the days lengthened, I spent many quiet hours transplanting seedlings into ever larger containers until one day in April most everyone would be outside or in the greenhouse. The last two years I have traveled during the late spring and so this ritual could not take place.
This morning, I brought out my saved seeds and started potting them up. I have now have two flats seeded and sitting in a sunny windowsill. How could I forget the pleasure experienced in the simple act of sowing seeds?