Most of all, I am thankful - daily - to be alive. I have a set of particular and peculiar interests, and it's brought me into groups of friends who are particular and peculiar themselves (see how I did that?!). I occasionally "ghost out" of computer social networking for a few days or weeks to get "re-centered", but generally I am connected to these folks in pretty much real time. It's awesome. It's awesome to be alive in this era of history.
One thing I've noticed lately is that as a result of widespread heat and drought conditions, all my friends all over the country have the same things coming out of their gardens at the same time. It's not just gardening - it's a celebration of being alive, of mastering food. My type of people grow their food. Or at least, as much as they reasonably can. They are conservatives and liberals. Hunters and vegetarians. East coasters and midwesterners. My people.
|Heirloom organic Romas (mine)|
I love sharing my outdoor victories and defeats, and sharing in theirs as well. Growing our food is a humble and humbling pursuit. It is spiritually worthwhile, I'd argue. It makes me happy to see so many good friends on that same path - spending time with food. Which means they are spending time with soil. Water. Air. It's really good.
|Teddy Bear and Little Elf|
To everyone else, go grow some food. Laugh at your success and your failure. I promise you'll feel more alive.
So, below a short few photos of my friends' photos, gleaned from just 12 hours of Facebook. Miss you and love you all.
|Jonesy's jalapeno/onion and rosemary/garlic pickles|
|Nate's afternoon haul.|
|Jonesy's morning haul|