Mar. 12th, 2011

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Last week I mentioned that it was time to plant. When you get your seeds from the grocery store or department store, they come in glossy paper packets with beautiful photos on the front and instructions on the back for how far apart to plant and what the hardiness zones of the plants are, and inside the packet there's about a gram or less of seeds.

When you get your seeds in bulk from the feed store or farm supply store, in small amounts they come stuffed into rough paper packets with a check mark next to what you bought, and maybe a quick hand-written notation of how much you bought, so the clerk at the front of the store knows what to charge you. When I was a kid, to get to the bulk seed section we wandered past a glorious array of horse tack and udder creams and tools, and on the way out, we could choose a paper bag of horehound or lemon drops. If we went in on the right week, there might even be flat, hole-punched boxes of baby chicks cheeping in the back of the store.

Seed packets, spring garden

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