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04/10/2026

🌙 Vancouver springtime means Camellias in full bloom. These flowers represent prosperity, luck, admiration and gratitude. How fitting, as I have been so grateful to have the opportunity to walk by the beautiful, abundant gardens of East Van.

Since I don’t have a garden of my own this season, I’ve made it my intention to listen, learn and observe. Leaving the land behind was a bittersweet decision, and it’s a decision I’ve made time and time again.

Maybe I move in cycles. Periods of outward energy (building soil, planting seeds, abundant harvests of food and flowers) followed by periods of inward energy (resting, gaining knowledge, abundant harvests of the heart and soul). Or maybe my end goal is to find the middle ground between both. That chapter is yet to be written.

One thing is for certain is that this isn’t the end of my relationship with the land. The garden grows on, whether I participate or not, and that is the essence of Mother Earth. 💕

03/30/2026

This was fun. ❤️

03/21/2026

Planting rye, planting hope. Farewell, my little sanctuary 🌿

03/17/2026

🌙 Today I am 36. Old to the young and young to the old. So much time has passed yet I still have a lifetime ahead of me.

Three years ago, I moved to Turtle Valley, not knowing anything about these lands. I found a random ad on Craigslist for a cabin in the mountains and followed a spark - a dream I had about living immersed in the wildness of Mother Nature. When I saw the land, I felt a strong pull and immediately fell in love with the lush grass, the wildflowers, the dancing trees and the wide open air. What I didn’t know was that I was returning to a place I had been before.

During my three years here, I kept uncovering clues - the type of clues that give you full body chills. First, a rumour about hippie sun worshippers in the mountains. Next, an article about a local Turtle Valley artist named Laurie Payne who held summer solstice parties at his studio just down the road every year. Third, my dad’s vague memory of playing a gig with my mom at one of these parties in Summer 1989. Yup, these lands are the lands where I was conceived. Just a tiny seed in the dark, reaching for the light. Funny how my mom used to call me “Sunshine.” 🌞

It feels appropriate to share this story today, on the day of my birth, as I prepare to leave these lands. This winter, it became apparent that our story here is done. It’s time to return home, to the big city Vancouver, to be closer to the very people who brought me into existence. One door closes, another one opens. Whatever I came back to retrieve has been retrieved. Mission complete.

Today I took a break from packing and cleaning and enjoyed cake and treats with my kids. Despite being super chill and lowkey, this birthday feels different. Special. Potent. A gateway to true rebirth. ❤️

10/27/2025

🌙 Slowly but surely putting the garden to bed for winter. Garlic is tucked in there somewhere. Sticks and stalks in a pile waiting to be burned. Stems and roots in place to hold the soil together and decompose over time. Leftover sunflower heads staked for the birds. Autumn clean up gives me an excuse to take a break from processing and trimming plants and get the gentle sun and cool breeze on my face. Grateful for the land and soil that held my garden so well this season. Now it’s time to rest, plan, dream and enjoy the fruits of my labour. Had to make myself a little sourdough “flight” with all the pickled goodies. 😌

09/29/2025

Lost in the forest. 🌳

09/26/2025

The CFIA is proposing changes to Canada’s Plant Breeders’ Rights regulations that would strip away Farmers’ Privilege for fruits, vegetables, ornamentals, and hybrid varieties.

The key points:

• The government is proposing changes to Plant Breeders’ Rights regulations that would remove “Farmers’ Privilege” — the right to save and reuse certain seeds.

• If passed, farmers would be forced to buy new seed and pay royalties every year for many fruit, vegetable, hybrid, and ornamental varieties.

• This change would undermine farmers’ ability to adapt their crops to climate change and threatens Canada’s food security.

• Farmers have saved seed for generations — it’s one of the oldest and most effective tools to build climate resilience.

Deadline to sign: October 5, 2025, at 1:30 p.m. (PDT)

👉 Sign Petition E-6778 and tell the Government of Canada:
Don’t take away Farmers’ Privilege. Protect seed saving. Protect food security.

🔗 https://www.ourcommons.ca/petitions/en/Petition/Details?Petition=e-6778&_sc=NzgyNzM0NSM2NTE4&utm_campaign=September+2025+newsletter&utm_id=48&utm_medium=email&utm_source=brevo

09/15/2025

🌙 Harvest season has been keeping me mighty busy! Here we have salsa verde, salsa rojo, dill pickles and cowboy candy. Not pictured is roasted tomato sauce and a TON of veggies in the freezer, seed garlic, various seeds and herbs and about 15oz of dried sacred to***co! Lots more to come as the season wraps up. Grateful for the harvest this year. 🙏

09/12/2025

🌙 After what seems like weeks of waiting for my tomatoes to ripen, they are finally here! Time for salsa, marinara sauce and my latest obsession - tomato slices on sourdough toast. These were grown from seeds that I’ve had in my collection for a few years before moving to the interior, and I noticed these particular varieties (Green Zebra, Nepal) were stressed in this climate. This gave me a bit of an “a-ha” moment when I realized these seeds were bred on the coast, in a milder climate, and it made me realize the importance of choosing the right variety for the environment. Despite the challenges these plants went through, they have given me a bountiful, delicious harvest. I am grateful for the fruits of my labour, and the lessons these plants are teaching me. 🍅

09/11/2025

🌙 A Poem for Dark Times:

The grief in the world is so heavy
I can barely breathe.
My lungs are on fire,
gasping for air
that never seems to arrive.

As a highly sensitive soul,
these energies make me sick.
Where is our empathy?
Where is our compassion?
From Gaza to Ukraine,
from Charlie to Iryna
Has it always been this way?

Does it only cut so deep now
because we are seeing the truth?
Or is it all just smoke and mirrors,
a mirage of fake news?
I don’t know who to trust anymore.

Bloody scenes are wedged
between canning recipes and cat memes,
burned into my brain.
This is collective trauma,
served to us daily
through glowing screens.

Sometimes I dream of throwing it all away
The TVs, the tablets, the phones.
Just say f**k it, forget it.
Ignorance is bliss, isn’t it?

But how can I look away?
How can I stay silent,
when my whole being
is burning with sadness, anger, rage?

I remind myself of my purpose:
to build soil,
to plant seeds,
to nurture life.
This is my answer to the bu****it:
at the grassroots,
from the ground up.

If I’m not careful,
the darkness will take me.
I’ve lost my way before.
So I cry my tears,
I steady my breath,
I dust off, and carry on.

That’s all I can do.
I cannot let the dark consume me.
I must fight to stay standing.

The world needs my light.
It needs yours, too.

So place your feet on the Earth,
lift your face to the sun,
and channel the burning
into something that grows.

🌻

09/04/2025

Gave them a bit of fertilizer a few days ago and now it’s cucumber madness! 🥒

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