Seeds, seeds, seeds. It reminds me of when I was picking strawberries when I was 14 and when I closed my eyes at night, all I could see was strawberries. Our local Facebook garden club was gifted two banker boxes full of seeds. They were in a total jumble, and four of us spent several hours sorting them over the past few days. Just when I thought we were totally done, as I had the original troche of seeds neatly sorted with the excess bagged in gallon ziplocs, Dale, our donator, stopped by with several more ziplocs of flower seeds. We plan to give them away at the plant sale, and then hope someone will be willing to take the balance to further distribute them.I have five vendors signed up for the sale May 3 at the library in town. Somehow, I went from being mildly interested in selling some hanging baskets, to becoming the main organizer. I can commit to one day a year for my gardening buddies. Doing the Farmer's Market in town every Sunday is way beyond my ambition level.
So now, looking forward to our first 70 degree and sunny day this year, I have a treasure trove of seeds to spread around my world.
Happy Spring!!
Tom has been sorting and starting seeds too, while it was raining. Today is an outside work and play day. :-)
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