A Garden Interpreted

“Six weeks. That’s one estimate of how long Bermuda’s food supply would last without cargo ships and aircraft bringing goods in.” Excerpted from a newspaper article written in 2013. http://www.royalgazette.com/article/20130405/ISLAND/704059986

Growth

Growth

I miss the farm, more than I imagined possible.  It is a way of life. We never fully appreciate what we have–until we lose it.

In my despair I succumbed to the over-priced marketplace, purchasing plastic wrapped vegetables brought in from places I have never been, on huge ships that likely wreak of stale odors and dullness….far, so very far, from the sweet fertile soil of home.

But alas, let’s not wallow. There are farm stands here–local produce, local farmers, cultivated fields….I imagine they too sing of the deliciousness of nutrition–real food, meant to adorn the palate of the connoisseur.  I shall be your patron, however off the beaten path you may reside. I will find you and you will nourish me.

In the meantime, I have a hopeful kitchen. From mason jars of sprouted bean plants lining the sink, to recycled wine bottles rooting stolen cuttings from neighboring yards, to the washed up glass bottles salvaged from the beach– I see a garden being born.

Why not? If the city reaps back porch farming, whose to say an island can’t inspire a beach-glass-kitchen-sink garden?!

Life is about growing and wondering, after all.  My garden will be a versatile entity–it’s interpretation–a work of art. Take the farm from the farmer–and something must flourish in it’s place…..Cheers to the sprouted seed.

Wonder

Wonder

“We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give.”

“History will be kind to me, for I intend to write it.” –Winston Churchill

For step by step easy glass jar growing, visit http://www.hgtvgardens.com/herb-garden/start-a-mason-jar-herb-garden

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