Dear Curiosity Journal,

The first salad mix seeding of the season sends us staring into soil, scanning for signs of sprouts. Life cycles round the bend, circling from darkness to light, from hibernation to animation. A spiral dance as old as the plant kingdom, as wise as the moon, silently strums the rhythm of growth. Shoots appear like a magic trick, a subsurface microorganism miracle. One can’t help but have hope as a witness to germination.