1/7/12

1/7/12

I like to eat, drink, and smoke.

I stick stickers and burn candles.

I wear and patch holes in my jeans.

I rock Vans till they shred.

I use tools and people for what they were design for... and beyond

I am not a reservationist nor a conservative.

I am a consumer.

1/7/12

Every fall I plant bulbs on Sugar's grave in Teresa's back yard.

It's in a spot on the edge of the yard next to the garden shed

which she shares with Bonnie

a cat who passed not too long after lil Shuggs.

It's been two autumns.

There's got to be over 100 daffodil bulbs in there.

This year I also planted purply-indigo 'Blue Moon' tulips.

I hope the squirrels don't dig them up and eat them.

RIP Sugar and Bonnie.

1/7/12

Today a coworker asked me if I had a garden when the subject heirloom tomatoes came up... knowing I really don't have my 'own' space.

It struck me as preposterous...'Do I have a garden !?!'.

It's impossible for me not to.

No matter if I have a yard or not, wherever I spend my time will be a garden.

I thank the universe for this one positive, amazing, and healing habit.

A gift synonymous with passion.