garden
Tomatoes started from seed in the garage in January (under lights) went into the beds today. Fertilized, planted, staked, mulched, and watered. Twenty-one plants, six varieties. The game’s afoot, Watson!
I planted 200 of these suckers last November, and am so glad to see them coming up. God grew ’em, not me. But I did participate in the project.
Check. 🌱
January 18 2025: Started tomato seeds inside today.
Hard to imagine a sweeter time than the Sunday afternoon between Christmas and New Year listening to “My Bar’s Jukebox” and enjoying local IPAs in the backyard on a sunny 67(F)-degree day with my associate.
It never seems like it in August, but there are upsides to gardening in a hot state.
Sun Gold cherry tomatoes
When I first sat with Wendell [Berry] to talk about educating farmers as farmers, he started by turning to the idea of love—in the fullness of the term, not sentimentalized but fully rounded, with the joyful and the difficult joined through membership in a place and with its people.
He then asked a question that I try to answer every day: what works does this love propose?
Start with love, then see what works that love proposes. (H/T: @ayjay)