09/03/2026
"In the dark of the moon, in flying snow, in the dead of winter, war spreading, families dying, the world in danger, I walk the rocky hillside, sowing clover." (Wendell Berry)
I count myself lucky that my job is somewhat of an antidote to the pain of living through this time of climate crises and genocide.
My heart gets broken daily but I have work to do that bandages it anew each day. My never-ending tasks of weeding, harvesting, pruning, and marketing are positive actions that are good for life on earth.
The tasks are interspersed with noticing. Today I saw the tiniest little jumping spider on a chive blossom, a hummingbird drinking from blossom after blossom in the raspberry row, and a turkey vulture flying low over us casting a shadow...which we noticed because it was so hot. Even the heat isn't all bad. It makes me feel so alive just as the biting cold air does in the winter.
Bringing my fruit and herbs and selling them at the market is also a balm for my heart. Coming across like-minded souls who care about people they've never met who are suffering and dieing, or who care about a forest or beach that they've never been to, makes me feel less alone.
Right now begins the time of year that I'll begin to cover bare ground with cover crop seeds to protect it over the winter and add nutrients to the soil.
I'll be "sowing clover" with Wendell.
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