I am a tree lover and rambler through life, celebrating a myriad of paths which I stumble upon and delight in. My home is my heart and my friends, family and wider community give me courage and hope for this wonderful earth.
My pockets are always full of seeds. Today it is hazelnuts and acorns collected in our garden. I love knowing what they can become, how amazing the potential is in such a small thing. Then there is the nourishment and food for so many creatures. I started doing this when visiting gardens and forests. It is always the tree seeds I am drawn to and our first garden hosted many pots of young trees. They became an edible hedge.
Now we live in Scotland and moved here to plant trees! A field became a two acre forest garden and the trees spread the seed with the help of wind and birds and small mammals.
So now my pocket seeds are for distributing wherever I go. Damson, wild gean cherry, hawthorn, ash, oak and hazel all spread in patches of gorse, abandoned ground in the towns and villages. You can do this too in the knowledge that some will germinate or maybe feed the mice. I also still grow the seed, nurtured in pots until homes are found. Most small gardens can host a tree and it will still thrive if you trim it occasionally, having spoken kindly to it first. Then breathe in deeply and thank the trees.
Guerrilla Tree Planting © Fuggo King 2020