Because all seeds are magic. Today I need reminding that things lying dormant are still alive, that big plans have humble beginnings, and that spring will finally arrive. Seeds remind me to have faith in the future and the unseen. Seeds remind me that a small act of foresight and planning can reward us in the months to come… and that luck favors the resourceful and the prepared. These seeds will become rows of fat radishes in spring… unless I trade them for a magical cow along the way.