Long time no seed

‘Twas a good weekend on the wee homestead. On Saturday, we had more fun than anyone ought to have pulling weeds with friends. Then yesterday, I prepped the raised beds by adding fish emulsion for nitrogen and bone meal for phosphorus. Also created a border around our Jerusalem artichoke bed using a truckload of large rocks, hoping to deter Seamus the Wonder Dog from tromping through, as he is wont to do.

Since hubby and I both have the nasty tendency to work ourselves to death on weekends, we’re making an effort this year to find a happy medium. If we schedule a renovation or garden project, we also plan something fun or creative. So yesterday we cleaned ourselves up and headed to the library for a lecture by novelist Scott Turow.

While at the library, I picked up a copy of Janisse Ray’s The Seed Underground: A Growing Revolution to Save Food. I thoroughly enjoyed reading her Ecology of a Cracker Childhood, and this new book literally caused chills to run up and down my spine. Not only is it inspiring, but it’s useful, providing all sorts of basic seed saving tips and calls to action.

I’ll leave you with a line from the book that sums up my excitement at seeing our onion seeds begin to sprout. “I want to tell you about the most hopeful thing in the world. It is a seed. In the era of dying, it is all life.”

Now let’s go out there this Monday morning and bring the world back to life.

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