sowing seeds

Today we had the opportunity to plant seeds. Lune and I were in charged to soil the borders in order that different seeds do not mix. It was really cool to feel involved in the future growing of millet, especially because it made me remember an experience of childhood. The seeds given to me were millet seeds, millet (in cow milk) was one of my favourite dessert when I was ten years old and used to live with my grand parents. I think my rememberings of where I come is deeply coming out of my inconscious heritage as by mother they were farmers at the beggining. Here they drink a lot of Chaï Masala, which is also made with cow milk. This milk directly comes from cows on the farm, feed with fresh plants from the fields. I was not used anymore of drinking milk cow in France because you can only find sterilized one coming from industrials packs. In my childhood between ten to twelve by my grandparents they had cow milk directly delivered by farmers. I really loved to make butter and sweet desserts with it until farmers were forbidden to deliver. It made me stop drinking cow milk!