I decided that it would be a good idea to plant a garden on that manure-dirt. I mean, it was pretty rich soil. And so I raked it and ho-ed it out and I planted my seeds and watered them. I would weed, but then I'd get bored and I would let the weeds grow.
My mom would say to me, 'Danae, if you don't weed those things won't grow. Plus, it looks horrifying. You need to weed.'
I wouldn't say that I was a smart-alek or anything growing up or anything, but my response was always the same.
'If God wants it to grow, it'll grow.'
My mom always loved THAT response. That meant that I'm not weeding the garden. But things always grew. There were always tomatoes. A few pumpkins.
There has always been a small part of me that wanted a farm. That's ridiculous. I've NEVER done anything like that in my life. But I feel like...I waste SO much. Why do those toys need to be double-wrapped in plastic? Is there a reason that my BREAD is double-wrapped?! Why will that keep it fresher?!
I know it would be busy, but a part of me really wants to grow vegetables and make bread all the time. Have you ever had feelings like that? I would love to do that.
Random, I know. But I was thinking about it while I was walking to work today.