The first time I brought life into this world?
I was 10 years old.
For children in classrooms across America, it was a rite of passage to sprout a dried lima bean. Each child was provided a plastic ziplock bag, paper towel, lima bean and water. We were taught to “wake up” the bean by re-hydrating it in water, keep it moist with a damp paper towel, and “feed” it with sunlight. Once the foot of a root peeked out, I was a proud momma.
Taking an otherwise forgotten dried bean and coaxing it to life was my first realization that nature’s power was a gift to cherish.
20 years later, I was raising an army of sorghum seeds in the kitchen.
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