Once again, dill is planted here and there around the garden. I usually end up buying some anyway because it never comes off at the same time as the cucumbers. I’m really looking forward to dill pickles later. Last year’s fermentation experiment came to a bad end when I went out of town for some time and didn’t take care of it. Not pretty. This is a risk one takes. I guess that’s why Aziz Ansari made my sides split with nearly uncontrollable laughter when he speculated about the discovery of cheese.
I love spending hours poking around the garden because it gives me space to think about what I’ve read.
I loved this:
Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you’ve got about a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies—God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.
I think I’ve enjoyed everything I’ve read by KV. And things he might not have said as well.
I hope to read more at this particular secular blog too when I’m not elbow-deep in my immediate natural wonders…
Finally figured it out—it wasn’t about finding a home, it was about finding the tribe.