this is the story of a garden...well, no, not a garden- my garden. yes. (did you hear the hint of pride in that statement?)
i don't have much time to write, so think of this like one of those picture books with no words. you see what's happening...feel free to invent the dialogue yourself.
this last one isn't my plot, it's the view i have from the gardens- never before have i seen a park so well used. i bring an ipod with me to listen to music while i plant, but i never actually listen to it. i listen to the basketball and the voices on the pavement, the kids squealing in the water spray park, the eclectic music that blares from the shelter speakers every now and then, and sometimes chat with my plot neighbors or my kid visitors.
as you can see, it's a tale of slow progress. i am absolutely delighted to see the plot that was so thick with weeds (that i didn't even realize it was a plot at all!)...is now home to hibernating (for now) seeds, and a select few veggies. (and watermelon- i guess that's not a veggie.)
it's all an experiment, as my many garden mentors have reminded me, time and time again. go with it. delight in everything that pops up and produces even a bud. so, here's to easy delight.
i'll report back soon with the progress.
i don't have much time to write, so think of this like one of those picture books with no words. you see what's happening...feel free to invent the dialogue yourself.
as you can see, it's a tale of slow progress. i am absolutely delighted to see the plot that was so thick with weeds (that i didn't even realize it was a plot at all!)...is now home to hibernating (for now) seeds, and a select few veggies. (and watermelon- i guess that's not a veggie.)
it's all an experiment, as my many garden mentors have reminded me, time and time again. go with it. delight in everything that pops up and produces even a bud. so, here's to easy delight.
i'll report back soon with the progress.
