A Gift From Me to You

As I sit here contemplating what fun tidbits of information to share with you, our readers, I realize I am robbing you of a life experience. I could tell you about the collards that are exploding from the earth in Nikki’s section, the courageous lone strawberry in Elsa’s, the miserable failure of a first attempt at basil in mine or the young carrots in Anne’s that are shyly pushing their first growths into the sunlight. I could continue with a long tirade about the many weeds that seem to think our beds are a great place to call home or charm you with a tale of victory in the perhaps temporary defeat of the dastardly cucumber beetle. However all that would serve to do would be to simulate the true experience for you, the avid reader. This of course excludes our teachers who I’m sure get just about as much gardening as a soul can take. Or just enough, depending on how you look at it.

            That is why I am encouraging readers this week to escape the confines of their comfy swivel chair and get out into a garden of their own creation. Grow your own food! Stay Healthy! Experience Fulfillment!

            I understand feelings of extreme gratitude may arise towards me for this freedom I have just given you. Gifts of thanks can be sent to 1045 NW 26^th Street, Corvallis Oregon. No perishables. 

A picture of the author (by Anne)