.....seeds, seeds, seeds

 Yogis,
The garden no longer asks for much of my attention. Watering has ended, pruning is unnecessary and clean up waits for spring. My focus now is on seeds.

We usually think of buying and planting seeds in spring. Yet there are many plants that drop seeds now which sit quietly on the ground through the cold, ice and snow. Patiently waiting for days to lengthen so they can send up their shoots. This is referred to as self-seeding.

The birds and wind are co-participants in this activity treating me to spring surprises, like woodland lettuce which appeared in my medicine wheel.  I also love to lend a hand, scattering them in empty spaces where I want to see them grow.

I have been collecting seed heads from echinacea, lobelia, boneset and cardinal flower in the yard, but also sneezeweed and mistflower near the river. Swapping seeds with friends and neighbors is another great way to have more natives in your yard….for free!

Will they all grow? No. It’s like a fun science experiment. All that is required is disturbing the dirt in an area a little and rubbing the seed head to get the seeds to drop and kick a little dirt or leaves back over. I have complete faith that some will grow. Others may wait a couple years, and some just weren’t meant to be.

A seed is tiny but filled with unlimited potential. Think of the acorn. She carries the blueprint of an oak tree that grows over 50 feet and lives hundreds of years.

In life every thought or intention we have is a seed. Filled with unlimited potential because thoughts become things. Fall, like spring, is a time of year to plant your life seeds. What is it that you want to grow in the empty spaces of your life’s garden come spring?

It reminds me of how reading or listening to something right before sleep imprints it in your mind. Winter is our sleep. I have complete faith that the seeds I plant will become things if they are meant to.

My job is to plant them.

Happy seeding!
SARAH