humbling hail

i say humbling. there are so many emotions as a gardener when you watch helplessly as hail rips through your garden. our earth mother is powerful.

one gorgeous august morning, i took pictures of my garden. everything blossomed and lush, the prettiest it has ever been.

that same august evening, i took pictures of my garden. everything broken. a lesson, perhaps. we gathered in silence and gasps and tears at the community garden. it was a funeral for our ego. a funeral for our eggplant, too.

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