The problem is the worms. Worms, gross me out.
If you think that's bad, you don't know nuthin. Those, my friends, are the seeds.
Every year, I muster up the nerve to clean out the seed pods and collect enough of these wormy looking seeds to plant the flowers that I want. Every. Single. Freaking. Year. I end up smushing a real worm that I've mistaken as a seed and tried to remove it from the pod.
Next year, I think I'm going to do it the old fashioned way, and pick up a packet of seeds on my way through the Home Depot.
ain't nothin' wrong with the old fashioned way :D
ReplyDeleteI agree with the stop at HD but 17 years ago I gave my friend a cutting from my grandmothers Christmas Cactus and it's still alive so I lean toward harvest the old and keeping the heritage alive.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of keeping the heritage alive :)
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