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| Drooping beginnings of the clary sage blossoms |
My herb garden last year was the beginning of an experiment. I bought what the catalog called seeds. In truth eight of the ten packets that came in the mail had a tiny envelope the size of two postage stamps side by side that had a little "dust" in the bottom. That fine powder was the exploding mechanism the various herbs used for propagation. Oh, my!
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| Pinkish white flower stalks |
The powders were sprinkled on moist earth, misted frequently and even included as car passengers for a brief trip to the central part of our state--they needed infant-nursery attention at that stage of their growth. Left home they would have died.
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| Elegant shapes dance and at some point will make "dust" |
As I contemplate what Things I get to do today in the yard, I'm stunned by the distance between "dust" and this spectacular flowering plant nearly four feet tall. Never underestimate small things, not short people, nor little children, nor tiny seeds. Stand back with respect and prepare to be amazed.
