I ran across something this morning that only gardeners can understand and thought I'd share:

SEEDS

I paid a dime for a package of seeds
And the clerk tossed them out with a flip.
“We’ve got ‘em assorted for every man’s needs,”
He said with a smile on his lip.“
Pansies and poppies and asters and peas!
Ten cents a package and pick as you please!”

Now seeds are just dimes to the man in the store
And dimes are the things he needs;
And I’ve been to buy them in seasons before,
But have thought of them merely as seeds.
But it flashed through my mind as I took them this time“
You have purchased a miracle here for a dime!”

“You’ve a dime’s worth of power no man can create,
You’ve a dime’s worth of life in your hand!
You’ve a dime’s worth of mystery, destiny, fate,
Which the wisest cannot understand.
In this bright little package, now isn’t it odd?
You’ve a dime’s worth of something known only to God.

Every seed packet is a packet of hope.

Danny wrote: ↑Fri Apr 18, 2025 1:49 pm Every seed packet is a packet of hope.

Hope, for a 2008 packet of parsnip seeds?

Tormato wrote: ↑Fri Apr 18, 2025 3:19 pm Hope, for a 2008 packet of parsnip seeds?

You never know.....

Hope springs eternally, doesn't it?

People keep swimming and surfing in the oceans, too, hoping that a nice big ol' shark don't nibble on them, too.

Besides, if you don't REALLY plan on the entire packet of parsnips coming up, guess what often happens? More parsnip bed needed.

And you sure will need hope if I can A) find that box and B) get it posted off to you. So best start working that hope thing up now before you really need it.