Early Morning Nursings {Tending To The Tiniest}

IMG_0461IMG_0330 IMG_0331 IMG_0332 IMG_0336 IMG_0337 IMG_0338 IMG_0339 IMG_0340 IMG_0438 IMG_0439 IMG_0440It’s under the morning florescent lights, before the sun has started to awake, that I find myself pouring my fresh morning hopes into each potential filled seeds.

It’s in the labor of rising early, dressing each seed with light that draws me closer to the dreams of what fruit this summer will bring.

It’s in the squeezing of the water bottle, small soft streams of water pour nourishment onto surely parched soil beds where each seed receives it’s rest from a day hard labored growth.

It’s in the assessing, the noticing of early sprouts where I sip my coffee and, much like I sit and watch Sweet Basil and Little Tomato, anticipate what may come.

It’s in the gentle touch of the soil, the rolling of the seeds in my palm that center my thoughts like a tangible prayer.

It’s in the guiding, providing and encouraging of these little seeds balanced with the learning that allowing independence that reminds me that I am but a small guide in their lives.  These seeds will exist and mature and provide with or without me in the months to come.

It’s in the early morning attending where I feel the pull to simply notice and believe in the promise of each buried seed, mushrooming cell.

It’s in the dark before dusk where I nurture these relationship that for many present without consequence, but to these small seeds it’s the offering of vital sustenance they need to begin their strong lives, deep roots.

Wait, you didn’t think this was going to be a post about boobs and babies, did you?


6 thoughts on “Early Morning Nursings {Tending To The Tiniest}

  1. I was hoping it would be about your great boobs! What a let down. Hahaha! So I killed all my seedlings 😦 took them outside on a warm sunny day and the wind blew them all over the front yard. 😦

    • So sorry to hear about you lost seeds! Last year I not only had that happen but one day when I was looking to harden off many of my seedlings a flock of birds came and devoured 75% of my little hopefuls. I am MUCH more cautious this year with these little ones.

    • They are saved seeds from last year. We saved WAY too many (is there such a thing?)… some have been seeded, others given away, many more waiting for you to take home with you.

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