The Seeds of Friendship…….

 “The Seeds of Friendship or discovering how the joy of gardening can grow from a gift of just a few packets of seeds.”    sweetbabyveg     

Fat, pink blossom buds hang heavy over my bowed head as I kneel on the ground to till a new little patch of earth. I smooth the soil with my hand and this simple action rolls back the years so that it is now my own, five year old hand that I can see patting down the seeds and soil in the infant school garden.

It was in that little garden, edged with terracotta tiles that I first grew big orange pot marigolds and lettuce. This was special; something outdoors where magic could happen. At the end of the summer term we were allowed to take home left over seeds, flowers and vegetables. Handing over this produce to my Grandma showed me the joy and love which can be spread by the gift of a few blossoms and some seeds.

Every packet of seeds and every garden holds the possibility of growth and transformation and every gardener knows that. So when I plant my seeds or turn over a bed I am part of a family of gardeners all over the world who share the same journey each season; so many people who are getting back to the soil and growing their own produce the way their grandparents did before them.

Those who work the soil have always shared and exchanged seeds and plants and passed down knowledge over the years. Making seeds grow is gardening alchemy and the Seeds of Friendship or discovering how the joy of gardening can grow from a gift of just a few packets of seeds is a secret we all need to share.

Sweetbabyveg has introduced me to so many new friends with a love for nature and life and I would like to thank you all for the connections we have made. I can not send seeds to you all, but I can send you the gift of this beautiful poem by Muriel Stewart and ask you, if you can, to pass on a little packet of seeds to a friend.

Let’s start a quiet revolution……


The Seed-Shop

Here in a quiet and dusty room they lie,
Faded as crumbled stone or shifting sand,
Forlorn as ashes, shrivelled, scentless, dry –
Meadows and gardens running through my hand.

In this brown husk a dale of hawthorn dreams;
A cedar in this narrow cell is thrust
That will drink deeply of a century’s streams;
These lilies shall make summer on my dust.

Here in their safe and simple house of death,
Sealed in their shells, a million roses leap;
Here I can blow a garden with my breath,
And in my hand a forest lies asleep.

Muriel Stuart







13 thoughts on “The Seeds of Friendship…….

    • Thank you so much. I think that like so many other bloggers, it is not until we are faced with a blank sheet, so to speak, that we find out how much we hold in our hearts.

  1. I find in seeds promiss, satisfaction, joy, wonder, beauty, freshness, bounty, love…..on and on. Now they must be very special for they contain everything. And the gift of seeds…WOW.

    • Thank you SO much Gretchen. I am so glad that , as always you move so easily to the very essence and heart of the post. It is a total joy for me, at last, to meet the people who share the same beliefs as I do.
      Seeds are magical…if only more people felt that then the world be a nicer place.

      • Many are awakening to the magic of life and many have not yet begun so I think it is important to speak of wonder as you do in your blog. Your writing reaches many with the message of peace.

  2. Absolutely stunning, both your words and the poet’s! I got to gardening fairly late and am still intimidated by growing anything from seed–plus our growing season is relatively short. But this post makes me want to try again and to think about the magic of it all!

    • I am so glad you liked it.
      If you could see the totally random way that I garden and plant seeds I do not think you would worry so much! I am trying to get to grips with your seasonal pattern.When will you be able to plant anything outside? I guess you buy plants from garden centres where they have grown in glasshouses with lots of heat. That happens here of course, but I have been able to use an electric propagator indoors then move out the seedlings to an unheated greenhouse since February- carrying everything indoors if there was a risk of frost or if the temperature was too low.
      If I lived nearby we would have such fun because I would not rest until we had found a way for you to grow seeds. It is just too magical a process for you not to be experiencing it!

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    • Thank you SO MUCH for commenting on my post. I am hoping that in small ways we can all help each other and other gardeners- sharing seed, plants and advice.The idea has the potential to spread true joy and friendship. Kind Regards, Karen.

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