Zinnias: A love letter

Zinnias, this love letter is for you.

So easy to grow, so wildly abundant.
A symphony of color in the heat of summer,
with blooms that are bold and generous,
a garden joy that refuses to be small.
You feed the bees, the butterflies, and my soul.
You ask for nothing,
and yet you give more than I ever planted.

Each week, I gather your blooms into fresh bouquets—
sunset pinks, golden bursts, deep raspberry reds—
and when your time is done,
I shake the seeds from your spent centers
and sow again.
A weekly cycle of beauty and renewal.
The more I cut, the more you grow.
The more I plant, the more you give.

And just like that, my garden is never without color,
never without joy,
never without you.

And now, your seeds are ready to be shared,
folded into envelopes, tucked into jars,
given to neighbors, friends, and strangers—
so your color can ripple out beyond my garden,
a gift of beauty that costs nothing
but gives everything.

All across my little world,
you will bloom in new soil,
a quiet revolution of joy and generosity.

Zinnias—
you are abundance made visible.
I am forever grateful for your magic,
your resilience,
and the reminder that sometimes,
the simplest things bring the most joy.