garden inventory

Our garden is really coming along and i'm starting to feel proud of myself and all those who have put their hands in the soild to help out. The watermelon seeds i planted (organic, from seeds of change) have all sprung up, we have about 8-10 right now. Hopefully they'll all grow into delicious sugar babies and we can celebrate with them around the end of August.
Yesterday was a karmatic day in the garden; i was given three tomatoes plants and an armload of Napa Cabbage. The tomatoes got planted (now we have a total of 5 tomatoe plants) and the cabbage is about to be cooked into a delicious breakfast stirfry. A couple of the pea plants are growing rapidly, but i didn't know they needed to grow up a fence of something, so i just put a stick there, but they've out grown it now so i will have to come up with another cool idea for these climbers.
The peppers aren't growing very much, but i guess i'm just happy they've grown at all. I took their seeds out of my compost pile in my backyard and planted them in a tray. This was my serendipitous attempt at seed saving. Ken Greene runs a Seed Library in Accord, NY where seeds are collected and saved to create heirloom plants that adapt to growing to this area. I don't have the time now (i'm getting ready for the previously mentioned breakfast) to talk about the need for this, but check it out if you get a chance.
We planted Organic Carrots and Beets, two beds for each. I still have squash, spinach and pumpkin seeds to plant. Luckily all these enjoy the cold weather a bit will give us a nice supply into the fall. And of course, i have saved the best for last, our BROCCOLI is AMAZING! honestly, it's truly beautiful. It's huge and flowering, it's beginning to really look like broc! There's still plenty of work to be done, and its really enjoyable. When i start feeling down about the lack of connection, i remind myself how amazing and COLLECTIVE it is to be part of a Community Garden where everything is communal and everyone works not just on their on plot but to keep everything running and growing.
Also: new cake: Lemon Ginger Coconut Bundt! It's really delicious. I made it for Independence Day and it was promptly devoured. The best part is it calls for 3 cups of flour, so i'm finally making a dent in the 25 lbs i bought (i can't believe i did that, i'm so whacky!). I'm trying to be more experimental with my cake flavor combinations while still creating rich, delicious, moist vegan cakes. So any flavor ideas, pass them on!
I'm going to start posting pictures of the things i make on here, but first i need to get my sister's camera, so look forward to: visuals, desserts, things i sew, more cryptic prose.

invisible monsters

what am i doing? i've become a worker bee and i was this colony's queen for years. I feel empty and boring. I do not want to define myself based on my relationships, but its really hard to escape the lonliness. I know i have a lot of friends and i know that a lot of people love me, but i find myself searching for the simplest of meaning. why am i doing this? i really want to leave, to move around, to see new faces, and hear different laughs. I filled up all my time to avoid thinking about the emptyness, and i'm overflowing, but with all the wrong things.
I wish i could just move on, move out, move backwards. undo, forget, not care. the ghosts that haunt my house have taken up new residency in my dreams, i know that this is dead but i can see it while i sleep. The bad dream grenade goes off and for the first time i wish you weren't in my bed. what's real and what's fake. i wake up scratching my limbs, tearing the bark off my tree trunk.
i'm getting really bored of staying inside all day, lets go on an adventure.

bad company

hives are full of honey

i spoke in code all day; a series of dots and dashes pouring from my mouth and popping like bubbles of spit or soap as they collided into each other. mixing my signals into the cake batter, i wish i could fix everything with dessert. I love sitting on the porch when its raining. I feel like im on a huge boat in the open oceans. comfort from the couch, dry from the roof, but watching something larger. I look in the mirror all the time or at my reflection in store fronts, car windows, the size of my shadow on the ground. The monster i expect to see rarely shows up anymore. I'm a lovester now, in your nightmares, filling them with love and fun and warmth. the pull of the blanket up closer to your neck , the humidty hugging you all day , the color of the blackberry harvest. These are the places you find me and the places i leave myself.

I'm reading a book i found called "Plant Conciousness, Plant Care" about the spiritual history of plants and how their power has been removed, destroyed and transformed into the human form. Plants were once worshipped as gods, now man is worshipped as gods. In the name of Nature, natural became ours (like how she became yours) and we became invincible. One ancient society (i promise specifics when i get the book in my hands) believed that the soul/spirit of anything was embodied in its shadow. if we live in someone elses shadow, where does our own soul go? Gardening has really been helping me reconnect with power of nature,. the way dirt fills the lines in my palms (please read my love line now, its overflowing), my leg muscles tickling me from the inside out, the way the leaves change shape and grow.
listen, listen, bring all the things you need to leave to my plot (E7) and we'll burry them. There they 'll grow into wild flowers and you can pick them for someone you love.

Coming Soon : vegan lasagna, things i draw, adventure.