SOWING MY SEEDS: I’m a little intimidated…

Seeds…ahhh. I was so excited at first about my little winter herb garden, and now that I’m finally Googling how to best go about growing my indoor herb garden from seed correctly-not so much. My daughter tells me I’m a “cheat gardener” because I love to go to the local nursery and roam every inch of it while I pick out my spring and summer garden flats of flowers and herbs. She tells me this is not real gardening.

Last year, after we bought our flats of annuals to fill in around the perennials growing in our yard, and she just shook her head at my husband and I. SHE is the real gardener in the family because SHE planted her personal garden with SEEDS. So, now that I’m going to start my new herb garden indoors, will that make me a real gardener now?

So, back to my seeds. It seems I need to soak them from a few hours to overnight in warm water (depending on which site you trust). Seeds can have thick skins, and they also need warmth and moisture. I can’t sow them too deep, no more than 1/4″ one site writes, a little less according to the other. AND, Parsley does not like to be transplanted, so I should grow my Parsley seeds in pots large enough to move to the garden. It seems Oregano also takes longer to germinate than the others, so I will need to be patient with my baby Oregano. And fertilize carefully, as they need nourished. One site writes that I should “harden” my baby herbs, or in other words, expose them to the outside a little each day – to get them acclimated for their debut in my earthly garden, so that they will be hardy when moved outside.

So much to learn. I NEED do this just right. Why? Because I don’t want to be a cheat gardener anymore (well, I still always be one to a point…I can’t help that greenhouse addiction and instant garden gratification)…AND I want to prove my teenage daughter wrong (though she’ll never admit it because she’s Greek).

As I read this information, it seems that seeds are a lot like us…they can have thick, thin and different colored skin, they need warmth, moisture, and nourishment, just like us. Some like a lot of sun and attention – and others are just as happy to be left alone without much light or attention. Some are a little fussier and needier, some are just happy to grow. Some like it hot, some like it cool, and some – like wildflowers (my favorites – that my husband lovingly calls weeds) like it anywhere they can spread their roots.

I guess if we were to compare ourselves to seeds/gardens, I’d like to think I’m in the latter group of seeds/gardens/flowers in the above group…I’m just happy to grow and be alive, and I have finally learned to spread my roots wherever God plants me (with only a little kicking and screaming along the way). I’m content with what God has blessed me with, and not so concerned anymore about what I don’t have that I thought I had to have one day. If I give my seeds, and myself, just the right amount of light, warmth, nourishment, moisture and time, it’ll all be alright.

The hardest time for me is pruning my gardens. I hate when my husband prunes our trees – I cringe and swear I can almost feel their pain while he is cutting everything back to what seems like nothing, but they always return lovelier than before. I have a hard time when God prunes me too…I know the results will be worthwhile, but the pruning can be painful. Maybe that is why I sometimes envision God as our all knowing and loving Master Gardener, and we are His seeds and gardens. He’s made us into this incredible non-ending rainbow of color and beauty, and His will is that we would grow to our fullest, nourished to be healthy, and our beauty would shine to reflect His own beauty. I believe my seeds will be ok, and I believe I’ll learn to be a REAL gardener, just like my Father.

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I’m a wife, a mother of 4, a grandmother to 5, and a RN. My husband and youngest daughter Katey and I love to garden, visit yard sales and flea markets, and are greenhouse junkies. I also have a passion for reading and writing, which has been my most effective therapy.