OK, so I havenāt made it up Scout (yet) this week and I havenāt been out and about on any wonderful walks and there just isnāt a lot of āSpringā happening yet but I have planted little wonder seeds and am watching the small beginnings emerge in theĀ greenhouseā¦
Here are two of my favorites.Ā The first, a little wild lupine from seed I gathered one very rainy day tromping down an old logging road and remembering the profusion of yellow blooms Iād seen earlier in the summer at that spotā¦ OK so itās a little like growing a mighty weedā¦ but beautiful.Ā And yes, Jim, it will be moving to other quarters before it becomes invasive!
The second little seedling is a happy little licorice-scented volunteer that blooms crazy purple bottlebrushes.Ā I donāt ever seem to use āAnise-hyssopā but I grow it for the love of the scent and the carefree blooms.Ā (Or should I say, it grows itself from the zillions of pepper-sized seeds it scatters).Ā My job is merely Protector from the weeding wizard!Ā So far, so good.
Meanwhile, out and about there are these sweet little fir cones forming bright wee bouquetsā¦
ā¦and Miss Ash, the broccoli look-alike, a young ash grown from seed but destined for destruction as a garden plot is being developed at its feetā¦ and that will never do.Ā Poor ash.
And thatās the weekās findings in the horticulture department.Ā Blessings on all your seed-sowing.
—LS
āHe that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves [with him].ā Psalm 126:6