They did not know we were seeds.

The foundation of our land began well before 1942, when the first nations built their cities and shaped their grazing lands and planted their food forests. This is the root of our national bounty, stolen from a thousand nations of plague survivors. As a novice seed steward I contemplate the ways humans throughout our history have tended a vibrant diversity of plants, from the Inca Terraces of Moray to Thomas Jefferson’s plantation at Montecello. This work is an artifact of my seed journey.