#2 Improv in the garden
My garden is in disrepair. The growing season is now over, and with it went the lush productive summer garden that I coaxed out of unassuming little seeds. I hauled in compost, mulched, weeded and nurtured the little seedlings into full-grown fecundity. All that is over now. Now, the tomato plants are full of fungus,…
Permission to live a joyful life in a world gone mad
This is not the end of the story, this is only the beginning of a new chapter in which we will have a new role to play, one we didn’t think we were equal to. We are here for it, but first we must fill our cup with joy, because, now more than ever, joy is a political statement.
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