While three years ago I was pondering my degree, just two years ago I put my name on a list. And, I forgot about the list, and how I wanted that space, and went on with life.
Earlier this week I had an email: “Garden plots available!!” I almost deleted it thinking it was spam, but then remembered that I was on the waitlist for the community garden around the block from my apartment.
So today, I spent this morning kneeling and crouching in soft dirt, yanking up errant bunches of mint and crabgrass and some wiley johnny jump-ups. I think I’ll be blogging alot about it. It’s exciting to be involved with a community of people from my neighborhood–many of whom I’ve seen just walking their dogs or heading to work around the hood.
And soon I will have TOMATOES! And zucchini! And fresh flowers and herbs and who knows what all else. Yay!
