Yesterday I prepared a plot in my yard over near the shed, a plot only about one foot square. In it I placed the commingled contents of about two dozen packets of flower seeds accumulated over the years for planting seasons that never came. They are packets of morning glories, nasturtiums, marigolds, salvia, and so on, some quite expensive, some complimentary. The packets, most of them, are dated for use over a decade ago, so it is highly likely that the interment plot is indeed a grave. As my mother used to say about any living or potentially living thing, let's give it a chance. She never was much for following the guides that suggested thinning rows of seedling plants either. So, as is said, it's worth it if only one little life is saved.
(I also have a similar number of dated-long-ago vegetable packets, but don't feel quite the same about them, and anyway, have no convenient place to put them in. )
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