Often around here we have a daffodil blossom-or-two boldly breaking by spring equinox (March 21). This year at the 12-hour mark, we had a daffodil sprout-or-two cautiously crawling from the underground.
A greening here, a sprouting there, and everything’s getting along with the spring show as usual though. But this year is different. This year there are perennial vegetables coming up I planted last spring.
I’m reminded that all this seed stratifying, and hot water baths treatments etc. that comes with growing perennials is a lot of work, but temporary work; a few year stint of seed starting to get these perennials — and annuals even, onto growing and seeding themselves throughout the food forest.
From there the plants take sight selection and breeding into their own hands, growing wherever their seed falls, seeding wherever they like it best. Eventually, the garden will have suited itself to the site, more because of my non-action of letting them fend for themselves than my action of selecting sites for them and taking all their needs upon myself.
Pretty neat I think.