Throughout the year I scrape them out of peppers from the grocery, snip them off plants in parking lots, buy them, trade them, hoard them. Having a seed stash is just a nice way of saying you have a seed hoarding problem. Isn’t it?
As I sift through my stash determining what I want to plant inside now and what I want to sow outside later, my pile always becomes bigger than what my yard will contain. This year was no exception. I know that I have allocated the same square foot to three different plants each needing more space than that. I know that I have done this more than once. Why? I know better, but yet I continue.
Although I have pretty good success with germination of most seeds there is
always that bit of uncertainty. What if something doesn’t come up? Then what? How could I possibly handle a bare patch of soil? Besides, I can always add more edibles to my front yard. That’s cool now, right? Plus there’s always a chance someone might not want to use their community garden plot.
As a means of justifying my behavior, I could say that some of what I do is just to gain experience with different types of germination methods. Also I love sharing seedlings with my gardening friends (and sometimes people I barely know). But I know that I am fortunate that the seeds themselves are small and most are very inexpensive if not free. Why you barely notice the four mason jars in the back of the refrigerator of the ziplock bag in the linen closet. I’m also lucky that my obsession isn’t for something like ostriches or alpacas (although come to think of it, raising my own yarn might be cool). My only consolation in all this is that I know I’m not alone. I know there are many of us seed addicts out there. I know some of you see yourself in this post. Stop by and say hello. I’m Kat and I’m a seed addict.