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A Seed Saver's Garden
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heirloomgal
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I had all the plans in the world to deal with all those tomatoes out there today. As everyone knows, tomatoes are not patient and won't wait until you have time to get to them. I started first by rinsing all the many bottles of seeds that were done fermenting, because those were the most pressing (obv). So I'm really glad I got that done, and then readied myself with boxes and marker to go out and start collecting the truly crazy number of tomatoes I planted this year. I thought I'd take one quick peek at the news before I go. Well, that made for a total derailment of the day.
I remember asking my mum years ago if she remembered the day JFK was killed, and to my surprise she did. I don't know why I found that surprising, maybe because she wasn't into world events and never talked about stuff like that. I clearly recall asking her if she cried, to which she very hesitantly said yes, and my significant disapproval of that answer (mothers are not supposed to cry). I thought of that moment today again. It's like my generations version of that event.
I'm grateful that tomorrow I'll still have the tomatoes to distract from the bad news of today. That is a truly great thing about gardens, they have no patience and insist you get to them right away, forcing you to pry yourself away from unhappy distractions. It's not the most common *joyful* experience people relate about having a garden, but it's become my favorite thing. They make you sort of keep on truckin'.
I remember asking my mum years ago if she remembered the day JFK was killed, and to my surprise she did. I don't know why I found that surprising, maybe because she wasn't into world events and never talked about stuff like that. I clearly recall asking her if she cried, to which she very hesitantly said yes, and my significant disapproval of that answer (mothers are not supposed to cry). I thought of that moment today again. It's like my generations version of that event.
I'm grateful that tomorrow I'll still have the tomatoes to distract from the bad news of today. That is a truly great thing about gardens, they have no patience and insist you get to them right away, forcing you to pry yourself away from unhappy distractions. It's not the most common *joyful* experience people relate about having a garden, but it's become my favorite thing. They make you sort of keep on truckin'.
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