Last week, I picked up some really juicy little tangerines at the farmer's market. Yesterday (probably as he was pissing in the compost pile), my man happened to notice several seeds from those same tangerines sprouting.
He took them out and plopped them into some of the amazing seed starter mix we picked up at the Natural Gardener a couple of weeks ago. How cool would it be if these actually took and we ended up with a couple lovely little citrus trees?
However, as I've said before, I know next to nothing about saving and propagating seeds. It occured to me that those seeds were more than happy to germinate in our hot compost, but may be very unhappy, now that we've moved them into decidedly chillier little pots. I'm going to bring them inside at night, and I'm wishing I still had a grow light (no comment).
What's really cool is that I have these little seedlings, and while I don't know what to do with them, or if I even should have bothered to save them, all that will change the minute I go back to the farmer's market on Wednesday. Because who knows these seeds best? The lovely farmer who sold them to me last week!
And this, dear reader, is reason #56,897 why shopping at your local farmer's market is nothin' if not AWESOME.