I’ve been in the city for 3 days this week and although I love the buzz and dash I love more the feeling of coming home and pulling on the wellies and ending the day smelling of soil instead of other peoples’ stress.
If I’ve been away at this time of year it’s usually straight to the greenhouse to check out the babies. They are delicate, temperamental little shoots at this stage and I admit that some of my tomato seeds have suffered from ‘damping off’ ; they have paid the price of my over eager watering.
Seeds are amazing- little dots of passion and power that grow from zero to hero in no time at all (I’m talking annuals here… ) packed with centuries of DNA and the will to thrive. Nothing represents spring- and life!- more!