The orange and lemons came seasonally. We could never really figure out the avocado germination. Gracious for bare necessities. That was all that mattered.
I'm dropping two bucks per lemon at the corporate organic spot- feeling foolish. Watching all the food documentaries on Netflix with a pen in hand. Knowing what's better. Trying to be better.
Knowing everything that I need has been given to me. Something man can not conceive. Mother. Earth. My sweet provider you always seem to rescue me. For God made you within her image and let life spring from your belly. And all we humans seem to do is desecrate, abuse, and manufacture in attempt to manipulate your beauty.
When everything we need
Is right outside
Amongst the trees