| Posted on February 3, 2012 at 12:00 AM |
My daughter and I were visiting this evening via text messages. She is working on a plan to give her flock of chickens more outdoor yard area and in the process is also working on setting up suitable space for the addition of some goats in the future. Her enthusiasm was quite infectious and as a person who loves to plan and execute projects (most of which revolve around small scale agriculture), I immediately identified with her somewhat consuming interest in the matter. It does indeed seem that the apple does not fall far from the tree!
Part of my long time passion for food gardening is that it is a productive outlet for the life energy I seem to channel into planning and making what I dream up – actually happen. I suppose I could apply that energy and aptitude to something that yielded financial rewards but honestly that does not hold the same appeal for me because the labor of a modern victory garden provides not only material rewards of beautiful nutrient dense food, but feeds my need to redesign and recreate my own part of this world – continually evolving and pushing the limits of what has been accomplished previously. It is a process by which I define myself, through a continual transformation of this little patch of earth that for a brief time I have stewardship over. Mind you, it’s not like all the plans work out or are even worthy of having been tackled, but more often than not they result in good things and my life is definitely enriched in the doing of it. Dreaming up, planning, and then executing the next “thing” is an affirmation that I am indeed alive and that tomorrow holds interesting and worthwhile pursuits. When we quit dreaming (whatever the source of our passion may be) that is when we cease living.
I hope you are not only feeding your family from the fruits of your gardening efforts – but feeding your dreams and plans as well.
Laura
kitsapfreedomgardener
Categories: Garden Thoughts
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