I never went to kindergarten. I don’t recall ever growing a bean seed in a paper cup at school. (We must have lived somewhere else when it was time for that!) We never had a garden when I was growing up. Somehow, though, I’m fascinated with seeds.
The magic is happening right now in my garden!
Tiny leaves on the grape vines. Muscadines. We had our first real crop last fall.
Chives I thought had died, back with gusto.
The scent of rosemary and thyme hanging in the air, still heavy with last night’s rain.
