There was a gathering about to happen when I got to the Jolly Avenue Garden for refugees yesterday to check on the Sharing Garden. I didn’t stay. I’m not comfortable in crowds again yet. I may never be. (Maybe I never was.) I’ll do another big harvest next week, and share with local families there again.
There was a grasshopper again in the greens. I have a grasshopper story for you from a few weeks ago. I’m not ready to tell it yet. But soon.