So last summer the family and I went on a vacation to California. While there, we visited the Sequoias and I picked up a seed growing kit. After refrigerating the little greenhouse (to simulate winter) I put it in the window (to simulate spring/force the seeds to sprout).
Yesterday, the first one popped up out of the soil.
Thinking about it, it's kinda crazy. That little seedling, presently about a quarter of an inch tall, could potentially become one of the largest trees on Earth. If all goes well, he could still be around in 2,000 years. My great-great-great-great-grandchildren could walk around his trunk. Or, you know, take pictures driving through it.
But right now, he's tiny. And completely dependent on me for survival.
I kinda feel a sense of awe and privilege. And maybe a little responsibility.
It's cool.
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Awww. I'm growing an oak and a flat of flowers. It's like being a parent! You have to talk to them and feed them and keep them warm from the cold...
(c'est marie clair, par le sens... teehee. par le sens.)
Nice reflection. :)
By the way, did you read the prologue before chapter one? I just realized that you might not have. April 3 is the date of entry.
I remember visiting them when I was younger! I love it! The fact that something so big started out so small, very hard for me a 10 year old to wrap my head around :)
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