 After all, you just see the person going along the place and scattering the seed. In Jesus' day, they would have the bag that would be attached around them. They would be reaching in, taking handfuls, and scattering them willy-nilly around. You could say, wow, what a waste of seed. And you couldn't hear anything. You couldn't hear the seed hitting the soil. When you went to bed at night and you got up in the middle of the night, perhaps for a glass of water, and you looked out the window, there was nothing there either.