Organic vegetables, he had a good old moan
asked for a bag for his tiny purchase,
spat out words about the economy like I had
been the sole cause for its downfall by selling him a carrot,
and then drove off in a giant 4 wheel drive
that he had parked right out the front of the store.
When Tony and I were in Guatemala
we camped on the banks of Lago de Atitlan
amongst the vegetable plots and bull rushes.
We were at our happiest
and formulated all kinds of plans for the future.
The Elwood general Store, a stepping stone,
was generated out of that time
on the banks of a volcanic lake.
We met a Dutch man who lived in Santigo de Atitlan.
He was there helping with earthquake relief
and he and his partner shared their home
and their stories with us.
We all used to roast coffee beans together.
Another person who was staying with our new friends,
one day let out a large lament
astounded at how little one needed
to be happy in life.
She sighed and moaned
about not having a garden in her Chicago home.
Our Dutch friend said very calmly
in a soft accent that ended words hard
" You want a garden?
Sure you have room,
you have the perfect size
your car port- dig it up,
there's your garden!"
I have never forgotten it.
This is one of Meg, P.J and Z's gardens on their 1/4 acre block:
More wonderful victories here
I will post Tone's apartment block veggie
garden and my apartment block veggie garden soon.....they are much smaller victories.
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