There is something really special about this time of year. The whispers of spring are starting to grow louder, little by little. I feel such satisfaction, such gratitude when, on a cold wintry morning while waiting for the bus, I see the buds of flowers peaking out on the tree branch above me. One week later, they started to bloom. No matter how hard the day to day might seem, or dark and cold the mornings are, nature keeps going. The flowers bloom in rebirth. Every year. It’s awe inspiring.
My hydrangea plant (gifted to me by a friend from Trader Joe’s at least 5 years ago) always looks so dead and withered by the end of January. But, like clockwork, in mid-end of February, little green buds start popping out and I feel the same familiar wave of wonder that nature has tricked me and the hydrangea plant is just waking up from its wintry nap. I’d imagine this time of year is when all the trees start to yawn and blink and stretch their arms as they come out of their sleepy state. Life’s little miracles, every day.
With that in mind, I decided to try my hand at making little miracles of my own. I’m making seed bombs – the best and only kind of bomb that should exist. Tiny wildflower seeds hidden inside of clump of dirt and clay, ready to be thrown into some unsuspecting patch of earth. A little water and sunshine later, you’ve got happy surprise of wildflowers.
What You Need
2 packs of wildflowers seeds
soil (i used organic potting soil)
air dry clay
little bit of water
Take your clay and divide it into smaller clumps over a bowl before mixing in the soil. I mixed in 2 parts clay to 1 part soil. Add in a little water to get the mixture going, but not too much that it gets really wet and soupy (and accidentally starts germinating the seeds when they dry in the sun). I ended up adding about 1/2 cup water total.
Once your clay and soil is mixed together well, add in the seeds. When the seeds are mixed in, start rolling the mixture into little balls. Place on a plate or tray and let dry in the sun, taking about 1-2 hours, depending on how big your bombs are. When your bombs are dry, they are ready to be unleashed into the unsuspecting wild.
I’m reminded of the Banksy piece below when I make these. A little rebellious act of love and color.