in the quiet

almost four months ago an idea came to me.

sitting on my aunt's couch.

cozy and warm, feeling pretty lucky.

thinking about the green outside. or lack thereof.

when in africa i realized for the first time that being able to care about the environment is a luxury. being able to think about how to compost my food scraps means that my belly is full, and wondering where to toss my old plastic water bottle means that thirst has been quenched. 

after a year in ny spending time with the land i knew that i had to do something to give 'the land' to someone else. to help another being receive therapy from the earth, to help them work with the earth, and to see the way that the earth can produce. 

on my aunt's couch my next journey became clear.

i needed to start a community garden in downtown boise.

to get some fresh food to loads of folks in the area who just don't have the means.

and i didn't only want to get them the food, i wanted to give them the experience of growing it.

first the inspiration.

looking back, if i had any idea how hard this road would be i'm not one-hundred percent positive that i would have taken those steps. but, here i am, nowhere to go but forward. 

then the preparation, collaboration, organization.

meetings every single day for the first while.

writing hundreds of emails, grants, pleas.

telling anyone and everyone. whether or not they wanted to know.

next the fear.

wondering whether i was crazy to think this could work.

tears. because what do you do when they don't believe?

now the excitement, the energy, the strength to persevere.

trying with all of my might to let this passion be like a cold. 

so that all who see it in me catch it and spread it. infecting all of the land with this delightfully vibrant cold :)

soon the REALITY.

the picket fence, builders, children, soil, sun and seeds.

watering cans and wheelbarrow.

and vegetables. lots and lots of vegetables in hungry bellies that need them.