Philosophical considerations topped the morning. I take a turn about the garden while the kettle in on the boil. I was pleased to see that the molly-coddled tray of onion seedlings is showing further signs of life. Remember that this is the tray with worm castings in the soil, and a special night cover to keep the worst of the cool nights off the little darlings, placed lovingly on a low wall to catch the first of the morning sun.
You will recall, too, that clumsiness caused me to spill onion seeds all over the show in a vegetable bed where I planted a line of seeds straight into the ground. Watering the spot of the fallen seeds has been an exercise in boredom. Even yesterday afternoon, close inspection revealed nothing but a few weeds, which I dutifully removed.
Imagine my surprise today to see new growth peeking through with apparent vigour!
In fact, these little blighters seem to be making better progress than the darlings in five-star accommodation. Of course, I have my theories about why, including the warmth of the sun being retained in the brick surround of the vegetable bed long after nightfall, and so on. But the bottom line is that humans have far less to do with the growth of plants than we imagine. The phrase “let go, and let God” springs to mind.
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