The oak trees have spoken, I watch them to know when to plant corn, tomatoes and beans.  When the oak leaves are the size of mouse ears the oaks tell us our frost free date.  It’s rained here, the moist mother earth is ready to nourish. Some years ago, I wrote this seed blessing to be used as part of a fundraiser for a local pagan temple.  I feel the call of the frost free planting date here in my… Read more