The Holy Power Of Seeds, In The Garden And In Our Lives…

Take a walk in my cottage garden…
Dear Ones…
It took a long time for me to trust the seeds. When I started gardening many years ago I was fairly comfortable buying plants, bushes, and so on, but I didn’t trust the seeds to grow and I had many failures, over-watering and very nearly bending over them shouting, “Why aren’t you GROWING?” in exasperation. The plants had to teach me, and they have taught me well. 
I noticed, after a fashion, that the carefully planted., hovered-over seed plantings rarely did as well as the areas where I had broadcast seeds rather haphazardly, not really expecting them to grow, but something in me, against my better judgement, did it anyway, and you can guess which did better. 
Too, I found, on my front porch, that where hanging baskets had hung above long planters, the next year plants were springing up from seeds dropped from the hanging baskets. I could NOT grow petunias from seed. or I hadn’t been able to, but they did fine of their own accord. I looked in wonder. The seeds, the plants, have been my teachers. 
Fast forward to the present time. I order hundreds of thousands of seeds every year now, so many types and varieties there isn’t time to list them all but I am doing an eBook on gardening and will go into much more in the eBook with garden resources that I use each year now. And currently the only things I buy other than seeds are my beloved roses which I order from oregon, tiny own root roses that will take a couple of years to establish but they are far healthier and hardier than store bought roses which are usually grafted onto understock not the same variety as the roses you purchased and after a fashion if the rose survives it may revert to the understock and not the rose you bought. 
The other thing I buy in plant form at the current time, but don’t plan to in the future since I will be able to save seeds and cuttings. are my beloved geraniums of all types. I love them dearly and have had them winter over here outside even when they weren’t “supposed to.” I am amassing quite a few, zonal pelargoniums as well as scented geraniums. 
From now until almost Christmas the garden will be a primary focus. It is my health club, my chapel, and the greatest contributor to my mental health and well-being in general.
My beloved cosmos which I plant tens of thousand of now…
All over my acre there are all manner of things holding seeds and plants of all sorts. Below there is one of my favorite roses growing in one of my little houses bought outside of a consignment shop. They had been sitting out there for so long that I purchased the 4 they had dirt cheap. A couple made them from old, cast-off windows. They are not greenhouses, open front and back they are just charming. The rose is ‘Madame Isaac Pereire,’ one of the antique Bourbon roses from 1880, very lush and incredibly fragrant. In the pots on either side are sulfur cosmos, the yellow and orange variety.

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