Returning to the virtual world to share my dearest activities—growing the garden, tending living growing plants, creating wholesome nourishing food from garden bounty.

To me, my gardens are more than cultivated, plowed strips and sections of soil. Gardens are also places I share with the wildness, sacred sites of trees, herbs, grasses and flowers tucked away here and there around the land.

COVID times have brought physical isolation. I’ve turned again to electronic, internet based communication because I am lonely and miss my people—garden walks, tea parties, swapping seeds and cuttings.

FaceBook is problematic for me.  It is easy. But I am uncomfortable about a platform that spreads white supremacy recruitment propaganda, the commodification of my personal information and the need to fiercely guard my data. I’ve signed off for the month of July 2020 in support of Stop Hate for Profit.

I want to share flower love, germination hope and transforming the land with joy.

”Will you come with me? Won’t you come with me? Oh, I want to know….”