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Seeds never fail to boggle my mind. They're like tiny nubbiny bits of dried wood or bark, yet entire trees and sunflowers taller than a house grow out of them.
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As Freddie Mercury once wrote, it's a kind of magic. I've written about this over at Higgledy Garden if you fancy a read.
"Good Heavens" is about right!
ReplyDeleteThey are utterly amazing aren't they. Every time I look at them I can't quite believe it's going to work. And yet it does. All of that life contained in such a tiny capsule. A miracle. Enjoy the rest of the weekend Emma. CJ xx
ReplyDeleteMagic indeed!
ReplyDeleteThe magic of mother nature
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The magic of mother nature
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The magic of mother nature
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ReplyDeleteIts a lovely read Emma :) Gives me hope about my seeds this spring. Hope yours do well, safxxx
ReplyDeleteIts a lovely read Emma :) Gives me hope about my seeds this spring. Hope yours do well, safxxx
ReplyDeleteyes, they are the best kind of magic. Off to have a read of your Higgledy post before planting a few seeds myself later x
ReplyDeleteIt is a miracle. Such a joy to contemplate the colour and wonder hiding in those little dried-up pips. :)
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