Thursday, August 27, 2009
First year we planted a vegetable garden. Planted chamomile as a border and it came out great. Turns out that the boy just loves harvesting - kale, chamomile, tomatoes, potatoes, squash, corn, you name it, his joy shines so bright I have to wear dark glasses. Darling daughter likes it too, of course, but the garden started as mainly a father-son project so she just gets in on the good parts. My dad allegedly once told me spouse that I didn't know how good I had it. Sometimes I wonder.
Listening to Funkadelic and loving it, sweaty from too much caffeine.
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
Memories of Memorial Park in San Mateo cycle through my mind, giant redwoods, quietly flowing water, and one unforgettable night of crackling fire. The kids want to camp again, soon. This world rises and falls with or without our valiant efforts, but still my chakras glow with growing helpful energy.