Gardening is probably the very definition of “Hope springs eternal.”
Here’s hoping this tray turns out cilantro, spinach, basil, and morning glory seedlings in a few weeks.
Also, I’ve realized the planning and doing of growing my own food is quite meditative for me, in a get-sweaty-and-dirty kind of way. I have absolutely no thoughts in my head at all while working, not even what the next step should be. It’s lovely medicine.
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