My Burmese neighbor at the community garden for refugees-of-war crouches low and watches me water. She shows up almost every time I’m there, either because she goes there a lot or because she sees me […]

My Burmese neighbor at the community garden for refugees-of-war crouches low and watches me water. She shows up almost every time I’m there, either because she goes there a lot or because she sees me […]
Yesterday found me with a little time to explore while waiting for my mom (whom I drive to a doctor appointment every few weeks) since I can’t go in to the doctor’s office during this […]
Almost ten years ago to the day, I met up with my then-81-year-old friend Rod at the community garden greenhouse we were bringing back to life when I noticed he wasn’t well (sharp pain and […]
As I was looking for photos of my friend, Bob, I found a bunch of photos from our community gardening days. You may enjoy*. This one shows Food Bike, which is how I used to deliver […]
My friend died this week. I join so many other people in being heartbroken right now, and I am deep-diving into my photo archives for photos of him. I’m finding other stuff, too, including how […]
Years ago, my friends and I started, revived, or helped other people start at least a dozen community gardens around metro Atlanta, plus advised hundreds of other people around the USA. Yesterday, my friend Amie […]