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[fimbrethil]

In the garden, there are no pretenses, no grudges, no anger. I plant, weed, water and nurture. In return the plants grow, flower and bear fruit. I turn the soil and add compost and in return, worms tunnel through my work, nourishing everything. I keep the plants happy and they give me a peaceful place to rest, at the end of a long day. When I'm

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[fimbrethil]

I knew you'd get it. :)

[fimbrethil]

Absolutely. :)

[eithnepdb]

Amen sister ;)

[fimbrethil]

Having a garden is my psychotherapy. I knew you'd get it, N.

[sagefemme11]

I have just muddled through the most difficult cycle in a year. The only activities I could tolerate and actually feel non-monstrous were ripping out two walls in my basement and reconstructing my composter and digging through my garden.

I don't know how humans would survive without earth-time.

[tempusfrangit]

omfg. That must be amazing. *sighs* I should ask my dad to give me a dig box.

[fimbrethil]

Window boxes maybe? Or a couple of largish pots you can plants some annuals in?

[tempusfrangit]

Mebbe! :D