Saturday, April 24, 2010

Tiny life

I think it must be the mother in me.  Growing the veg from seeds is so like having children.


You wait and wait for your baby to enter the world.  The imagination works overtime wondering about everything from gender, to looks, to talents and even, whether he or she will like you for a Mom.  I don't get quite so carried away with seeds but I do wonder what the plants will look like, will they thrive, will there be any produce or will we be overcome with over-abundance.

Like most parents, I used to stand in wonder and watch the babies  and, often,  creep to their door to listen to them breathe as they slept.  So, with the little seedlings, I visit at least twice a day to check on their progress and whisper words of encouragement.

As you can see, I'm not a farmer of veggies.  I really am a sentimental gardener.  Pretty soon, thinning the wee plants will be necessary.  I know I'll just want to find another corner of the garden for them to live and prosper. 

4 comments:

Rachel Cotterill said...

I am so like this with seeds. Can't imagine what I'll be like if I ever have children...

Rudee said...

I've never grown plants from seed. This should be interesting to watch.

Mimi said...

I'm exactly like that- with seeds, plants and children!
Definitely the "mother syndrome".
But I do think that plants respond well to being mothered- maybe better than children do! Joking!

Ginny said...

They look like they're coming up nicely! I hate the thinning part. Can't stand cuting things back, unless the parts are really dead.

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