Everyone knows plants grow from seeds, but when you watch the process up close and with great interest as I’ve been doing lately it seems amazing that it really works that way. Some of the seeds are so tiny, they are the size of a speck of dust. And the seedlings start out so small that sometimes I miss them if I look too quickly. But grow they do. And when two seeds grow side by side, roots entwined, and I want to separate them, I can. I loosen the dirt, gently pull apart the roots, then re-plant them in their own little cell, and more often than not they thrive. It’s an amazing reminder about the resilience of living things. And last week with the sun shining and the flowers growing and spring settling in, I was very grateful and happy to be a flower farmer.