The Seeds of January

It happens every year in January…the seed catalogs start coming in the mail. I usually have more than two by this time but the mail is still all jacked up. Yesterday I received my water bill. My water bill was due on the 4th and I received it on the 12th?? Good thing I was paying attention! I had the water copy email me a copy at the end of December because I knew it was missing. What if I wasn’t paying attention? This is craziness!

Sorry…sidetracked. I started looking through the catalogs to try and plan what I was going to grow this year in my limited space. Next thing I know, I’m on Etsy ordering herb seeds from a veteran owned company. I know it’s January, I just couldn’t help myself. I was telling one of the girls at work and she offered me a grow light that she was going to throw away if I didn’t want it. I don’t get that…why throw it away? Donate it. I happily accepted so I guess that point is moot.

Monday I fitted a patient for glasses. We had the best time! Somehow our conversation came around to plants. She never buys flowers or seeds. She saves her dead heads, lets them dry, and then in the Spring she shakes the seeds out of them. Could it really be that easy? It’s one of those things that I always wanted to learn how to do but assumed it was too difficult so I never looked into it. Shame on me. This patient is leaving for Florida next week for three months and when she comes back, we are going to have a cup of coffee somewhere. Connections happen in the oddest places.

I was extra surprised on Tuesday when she stopped back in to give me some of her dead heads/ dried buds. If it sounds strange I’m sorry, we always say “you have to pluck off the dead heads” around here. Anyhoo…she brought me seven different flower seeds. Mums were the only name she remembered  so the other six will be a surprise. I thought that was the sweetest thing! Not as sweet as the image of her and her husband riding around their Florida community on a two seated bike but it’s a close second.

It was a nice surprise and a much needed one. The energy yesterday and today was kaddywampus! I barely even did any running around after work today. I ran down to the health food store for tea and cacao nibs because strangely I’m still not drinking any wine? I’m not sure what that’s about but I haven’t wanted it and have been going back and forth between a nightly tumeric milk and a rose/cacao drink. I drink tea most of the time.  I stopped at a local salad place and ordered my usual and then asked “how much for a box of lettuce only?”  The girl gave me a reasonable price and I said I’ll take it! I really didn’t want to stop at the store for just a head of lettuce so I am grateful she gave me a good price and now I have lunch for the next two work days. After that I stopped and filled up my gas tank and came home.

I spent most of the afternoon taking notes from my herb class, which I love by the way. I am learning so much and it is much more than just an herb class. Since it’s the new moon today, I thought soaking in a hot bath with rose buds and blue lotus flowers sounded like a good idea so I did that too. Now I’m here. Maybe I’ll turn on the t.v.? Maybe I’ll start copying the notes into the good notebook?  Maybe I’ll look through the seed catalogs again and dream of warmer days…..Zia

About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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