Sometimes we must move through tight passages
uncertain of what’s on the other side.
Here we discovered a whole new space.
How would we have ever known what was just beyond that pinhole of light?
There was only one way to get to the oasis.
We had to dare to crawl through the darkened dirt to a destination unknown.
First day of summer vacation and Jeb is already off at the beach with his dad. Without a sunrise drop-off at the bus stop, I let myself sleep in a little longer. Wake up leisurely. Watch the the kitchen illuminated by the morning.
We’ll be moving soon and photographs will have new angles. I’ve loved the light cast through these windows near the kitchen sink.
This morning, I archive some smaller harvests – onions, eggplant – the last from this garden.
Linger in the light.
I make the pumpkin coconut soup and the Bohemian saves the seeds.
He’s got a little collection stashed – bush beans, watermelon and now, pumpkin.
We don’t yet know where we will be living in November, but we’re storing seeds and dreaming of that future garden.
I hope there’s plenty of room to grow. So far, current starter crops are stretchers – all tendril and vine.
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