I spent most of today planting little itty bitty seeds. Seeds the sizes of a grain of sand. So fragile, yet strong. So small yet so full of potential. Each seed was planted in it's own cup, covered in plastic, and placed on my windowsill. They are stacked 6 cups high. Each window with a different plant. One with green beans, another with carrots, another with lettuce, another with radishes, and the last with celery. The other windows in my home are decorated with spider plants, pinapple plants, mother-in-laws-tongue, lemon trees, and banana trees. But my favorite windows are the ones that are simply filled with dirt right now. Dirt and one tiny seed. One tiny seed, so small yet so full of potential.
