Sticking my fingers into the darkness of nutrient rich soil, creating small compartments alive and welcoming to the seeds that find their place within them, I am nurturing life and absorbing it through my pores. The smell of freshly watered sungold tomatoes penetrates my olfactory senses, thanking me for simulating rain. I've been drawn to this. This lifestyle of nurturing through nourishment and homegrown vegetables has been dormant for 25 years, since we drove West away from the farm. I recently made my way back to my roots through Cascadian Edible Landscapes, an organization dedicated to not only creating gardens out of everyone's urban yard, but to the service of the community where they're educating and enriching the lives of the under privileged. Working with this amazing group of people is awakening possibilities and dreams within me that only seemed distant dreams when I first began harvesting agricultural fantasies a few years ago. As my role becomes more defined, I will share experiences and post photos in hopes that my pursuits inspire those who read this.
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