My father often told me that he didn’t want to slow down as he aged.
Parkinson’s Disease forced him to
But it wasn’t his idea.
He would say
“If I sit down I’ll go to seed.”
Time and Parkinson’s won out
And his life slowly wound down.
But never completely
He conducted a meeting about the future of public education in Oklahoma
On the Thursday before he died the next Tuesday.
He got his wish
He never went to seed.
But going to seed is a natural event in a garden.
Flowers come from seed
And most go back there sometime during the season.
That process has begun in my garden
The “going to seed” sequence
Follows the blooming sequence
So since Poppies are the first
Of the “self seeding annuals” to bloom
They are the first to go to seed.
So the process looks something like this
Dried Seed Pod
Next spring it will begin again.
This week it’s the Larkspur’s turn
But remember that the season
Could be as much as 1 month behind normal.
So the Larkspur blooms have begun to turn
To seed pods.
I’ll let some dry out in the ground
But not all.
I can’t imagine how much Larkspur there would be
If I let it all “go to seed”.
So I’ve begun the process of pulling up Larkspur
And laying it on the garden house floor
So that I have seeds to share
With anyone who would like some.
And what goes in the space created
When I pull up the Poppies and Larkspur?
What else but
Zinnia and Cosmos seeds.
They will go through the same bud, bloom and seed process
During the second half of the season
And crazy Cockscomb
These are the things that give my garden that look of abundance.
They fill in between all the flowering shrubs and perennials.
So, though the actual plant dies after one season
The seeds fall to the ground
Waiting patiently for the next year.
Popping up in new and unexpected places.
Teaching me each season.
It’s the cycle of nature
A going backward
So that we can go forward.
Pay attention to it.
Take time to observe it.
It has much to teach us.
3 responses to “SEEDS – THE BEGINNING & THE END”
Beautiful! Great post!
What a nice remembrance of your dad intertwined with a passion for gardening.
Beautiful as always!