Starting seeds will never become commonplace for me. It's the coolest damn thing to put these innocuous-looking morsels in the soil and a week later, seedlings push up from the dirt. I was actually bouncing up and down I was so excited. I'd say my neighbor thinks I'm nuts but she's known that for years now... mostly after the time she heard me sitting on my front porch giggling like a maniac at the thunderstorm going overhead.
I caught this picture of Seli this morning. She's a cave child and prefers to sleep under a blanket.
She's adorable :)
I find sprouts and storms just as fascinating. I particularly remember one trip home to Maryland in the summer. I happened to be flying into National (just outside of DC) at night, and there was a lightning storm. Everyone else was adjusting their seatbelts and sweating; I had my face plastered to the window, watching the lightning illuminate the monuments as we circled the airport, waiting to land...
Posted by: Maggie | June 15, 2009 at 12:00 PM