Just in middle of reading a book entitled "The quarter acre farm - How I kept the patio, lost the lawn, and fed my family for a year" by Spring Warren.
It resonating with me as she describes herself as a gardener who either forgets to water in time, or waters too much, who never treats her compost pile the way gardening books expound, and who experiences multitudes of failures along with her successes in the garden.
In fact, it mostly the description of the "lazy gardener" that I resonate most with. For example, this morning, I woke up and made a coffee. Tried to read the said book for half an hour with cats whining for food on bed! Then went out to water, and 5 minutes into watering stopped to pick a few dozen tomatoes that were ripe and starting to split. Came in and made smoothie for breakfast, at same time washing tomatoes in bowl, pulling off green stalks, placing on baking tray and baking with tablespoon of olive oil sprinkling of dried mixed herbs and a tiny bit of sea salt. Baking in hot oven for 15 minutes and then blending mixture.
It was had for dinner tonight on some whole wheat pasta, Parmesan cheese, teaspoon of sour cream and chopped mint from garden. It was like an explosion of flavor in your mouth of summer. The tomato taste nearly knocked your socks off - it was wonderful.
But I always try to be systematic and organized and only manage for small bursts of time and then i am back to my disorganized and meandering ways.
But I feel so alive and peaceful and REAL in my garden even when it all slightly chaotic. I love the connection I feel with it and I love it when I meet similar natured people who get that the dirt around my nails just hadn't come off despite vigorous washing and marks my interest permanently on my body !
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