The Miracle of Plants

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Putting a seed into some good dirt and watering it faithfully for a few days and then watching a plant emerge is one of those simple everyday miracles for me.  I planted these beans a few days ago.  Yesterday morning there was one little sprout uncurling itself from the dirt.

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Last night when I went out to cut some parsley and basil for dinner, the whole row was up and had grown at least an inch during the day. If that's not a miracle, I don't know what is.
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