The magic of the good old days

There was no shade from the hot sun, with the exception of the occasional clouds (dark and threatening) that blew between us and the solar body who lights up our days. The forecast had been predicting all day of “scattered thunderstorms” and we joked while plucking blueberries from the bushes, that a little rain right… Continue reading The magic of the good old days

A complicated houseplant with emotions

I absolutely love gardening. I love planting seeds and watching fragile little sprouts break out of their soil. I love potting a new plant, watching it flourish and grow. I love the smell of potting and gardening soil. I love eating vegetables that I grew myself. I love the “tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk” sound of a sprinkler system… Continue reading A complicated houseplant with emotions