Today’s the day! So thankful to launch something near and dear to me.
When we moved to this farm, it wasn’t a flourishing wealth of color and flowers, it was bleak and dry and unloved. With some seeds, a little faith, some hope and hard work, we grew a garden. From the garden we found we not only grew joy, but we found new stories, shared them, and continued to harvest all of it. In June I woke up in the middle of the night from a dream so vivid I grabbed the pen and paper by my bed and I scratched the words out. In the morning I woke Lance and told him. When we give someone a seed, we give someone a story and we cheer them on during the planting, the tending and the bloom. It isn’t really until the next chapter that they see how many stories came from one seed, and how many more will come next season.
I’m not sure what garden you want to grow, or who will reap its harvest; a friends wedding bouquet, a single bloom pinned to a grooms jacket pocket. Sunflowers on a fresh grave, roses to the new mother, zinnias to cheer a grieving friend. Dahlias and Peony’s to celebrate life. Plant the seeds. Grow them. Share them, and tell the story, preferably, over a good cup of tea. Storyteller Seed Co. For joy, hope and sharing the harvest.