July 27th – It’s the time of year when I dread getting stopped by the police.

The cowslips I loved so much in the spring are now seeding, and I have in my pocket a growing bag of little black seeds, like these. I pluck a seed head or two from each clump (careful to leave enough to seed next year), and collect the wee black dots that shake out.

When I have a decent quantity, I’ll spread a few new patches in barren spots or places that would benefit from a little cowslip love.

These flowers cheer me so much, it’s like repaying my debt to them. I invite you to do the same.