Olivia joins me in the garden to seed and transplant seedlings into the cold frames. I give her a package of radish seeds and she shakes them like a rattle. I place a few seeds into the palm of her tiny hand. She looks at them and then removes them by rubbing her hand on the soil.
As a reward for her help, I give her a tiny carrot. Olivia’s two tiny lower teeth gnaw on it removing bits at a time. It won’t be her last.
