Garden fare

A lovely bowl of royal burgundy beans harvested from my garden a couple days ago

Old About:

I am in love with the sky, I want to give everyone the gift of words, and I'm never the same person I was five minutes ago.

Mini Memoir

What experiences am I proud of, Facebook?
What a strange question...

I am proud of the Summer I made friends with two fantastic people, and that same Summer I found six four leaf clovers, two of them in one of the fantastic people's back yard.
I am proud of the small patchwork quilt I made in 2009 by myself, and the baby quilt I made for my youngest sister. I raced to hand-finish the edging the night she was born; now she is six, my brown-eyed shadow.
I am proud of the garden I grew four blocks down the street from my house last summer, and I am proud of the garden I am tending in my backyard this year.
I am proud of my experience participating in a scholar class when I was fourteen; I didn't earn any gold stars for their chart, but I worked hard in everything I did and gained a lot of insight into World War II and the life of my heartfelt book-friend, Anne Frank.
I am proud that I built my own longboard with the help of my good friend, and I am proud that I learned how to ride it in spite of my awkwardness and timidity.
I am proud that I went to the DLD alone to get my Learners Permit, and that I studied so hard with tools I found on the internet in order to barely pass the test; but pass the test I did.
I am proud of my experience growing up the eldest of two, then four, then nine children.

I've never won any medals or awards, I've never accomplished anything stunningly grand, I've never had a grueling job in a competitive workplace, I haven't attended an high-ranking private high school or traveled to another country; but what I'm saying is; I have my little experiences that mean a lot to me, and I don't intend to play them down next to what I imagine to be societies values and milestones.
I am quite content to live a small life, and I am equally content to pursue the things I consider big and worthwhile to me.
Thanks for the question, Facebook, and though at first I started out critical of your inquiry, I enjoyed thoughtfully writing out what I am proud of. 

Ear and Intuition

Well, I am starting college next week.
I'm still not certain how I feel about it, kind of a deadly calm interspersed with spouts of anxiety. But all goes well so far, and I also cautiously look forward to my experience.
I'm majoring in Art at the moment, but I'm thinking i may change it to English with a minor in art next semester or so. Or perhaps I would be allowed to create my own major. I sound like quite the waffler, but I did not know the right questions to ask when I first met with my advisor... I'm kinda just playing this whole thing by ear and intuition.

Limbo

Oh Lord, I'm still not ready.
But I'll never be ready if I keep waiting like I have been.

I have next to no idea how exactly I am going to pay for everything associated with college this semester, let alone next semester. 

Garden the 28th of July

A bowl of harvested butter crunch lettuce.

My garden beds to the South, including Swiss Chard, Collard Greens and Green beans, Endive, and my lettuce row and horseshoe bed with mixed lettuce, a couple 

Royal Burgundy Bush Beans

Bachelor's button in my horseshoe bed

Edamame plants. Maybe this year we'll actually get to harvest something off these! (Last year the stupid pet rabbits got out and pretty much chewed them all to the ground.)

Close-up of the Buttercrunch lettuce that sprang up in my carrot beds.

My two smaller carrot beds.

My big carrot bed.

A close-up of the Edamame plants, they're so tender and green looking, I almost understand why the rabbits love them so much.

My mom pulled up all of the arugula, as it was blossoming and preparing to go to seed. There were some cabbage plants scattered along the rows, and left the odd collard green plant here and there. I later planted green beans in the bare spots. 

Garden

All of these were actually from a few weeks ago, unfortunately. 

Peppers and cucumbers.

Burgundy bush beans rows.

Beets

I think this picture is of my Swiss chard, not sure though. 

My lovely little horseshoe lettuce patch.

Close up of my lettuce when it was all cute and not too crowded like it is now.

Why do we look outside for connection? 

Something I made

Guess what I made out of this? 

This!

Made for my friend for her fourth birthday on the 4th of July. 

1% Milk and Self Loathing

There are dogs pounding circles in my head
Chasing each other's tales
I would do nothing but lie down,
I am too tired

What have I to be tired for?
What do I know of despair?
Nothing, some whisper
while others weakly interject,
Their words like 1% milk dribbling down their chins

Wings bound,
I would sink into the Earth,
Soul-slipped,
I never knew the sky.