For days, I’ve explained to my daughter how I’m not sure the seeds we gathered and stored last summer are viable.
I plant. I wait. I peek in on the soil every day.
Precisely one week after planting my stored tomato seed, I see it just now: the teeny-tiniest little sprout. Viable! Viable!
We’re so excited! We hope the ground cherries will germinate any day now.
I remember to gather many dreams in my life every year and to plant them generously and widely. Who knows which will live and grow and bear fruit? Just one was enough for me this morning.