a day in the life of a latvian mom

At the end of January, I sowed many seeds — tucking them into soil-filled water bottles, leaving nature to do its magic. Now, as the days grow longer and the sun climbs higher, it’s time to check on them. The bottles have been sitting outside, exposed to cold, snow, and rain. Their lids off, letting in moisture and fresh air. I peek inside, making sure the soil is still damp — not too wet, not too dry. I had to water mine.

The waiting game continues. The cold has done its work, breaking down the hard outer shells of the seeds — a process called stratification. But the real awakening is yet to come.

This kind of gardening teaches patience — surrendering to the rhythm of nature and believing in its slow, steady work. For now, I wait, knowing that beneath the soil, life is preparing to emerge.

Ilze