it brings joy

my scanty garden built in old pipe yard rough cut oak, hobbled together as boxes, sitting atop the asphalt behind my bigger BOX of 13, fenced in by barbed wire and surrounded by remnant combine tractor tubes, adds an unassuming simple comfort. the most peaceful joy filled moments are working my way along my boxes slowly harvesting each individual leaf blade of arugula. or coming home to plucking a handful of raw, fresh vine sugar snap peas and eating them on the spot–so crisp and fresh. I really need to build more which means it is wood harvesting time again. Must bum a trailer


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