Holding a seed in your hand and placing it in the soil, you can feel a defiance. Pure hope. You visualize its growth and feel the strength it will gather to push between the soil. How miniscule it is now and how every big θεόρατο (so big it’s seen big gods) tree has started from here. I’m already overwhelmed with the thought of the obstacles it will face, how it will need protection and care for even a chance at making it. It makes every tree I see in the horizon a singular miracle.