Lemongrass & Relationships

I planted a few small lemongrass seeds last summer, and I was told I had to wait at least a year before they would bear any fruit. Patiently I waited and tended to my seeds, watering them through fall, winter and spring. Trying to understand what they needed, understand what made them grow, and what made them stagger.

During all this time, I had no guarantee from my lemongrass seeds that they would actually blossom, that they would, by the end of that year and all effort, present themselves to me in their glory. Hope is what watered them and patience is what nourished them.

Summer is here again and my seeds are now proud long stems of lemongrass with the sweetest citrus scent, and I tend to them with gratitude, for as I nurtured them into what they were destined for, I am now nurtured in return.