21 tomatoes ready for their second transplant.
Another 20 tomatoes, a bit smaller than the others.
A few herbs, lettuce and one Roma tomato
Growing up a second round of lettuce transplants. The first round is outdoors already.
Basil and eggplant. The basil is VERY reluctant to grow this year.
Peppers, peppers, peppers.
Growing sweet potato slips
Larger sweet potato slips transplanted into dirt tonight.
I haven’t felt at all like writing or taking pictures lately. I recently read Michael Bunker‘s book Surviving Off-Off Grid: Decolonizing the Industrial Mind and although I definitely already leaned towards thinking like the author, it has nonetheless been weighing very heavily on me.
I don’t just think it would be fun to have a bigger yard and some chickens. I don’t just want to move out of town to a small acreage to recreate the home of my youth. It’s stronger than WANT or simple desire. I am DRIVEN by the all-encompassing internal REQUIREMENT that I cannot continue living an unsustainable city life, and that it is wrong for my family. I am driven by the full knowledge that my sons NEED what they can only get with the freedom of the country.
Let’s go to Luckenbach, Texas
With Waylon and Willie and the boys
This successful life we’re livin’
Got us feuding like the Hatfields and McCoys
Between Hank Williams’ pain songs and
Newberry’s train songs and Blue Eyes Cryin’ in the Rain
Out in Luckenbach, Texas ain’t nobody feelin’ no pain
So baby, let’s sell your diamond ring
Buy some boots and faded jeans and go away
This coat and tie is choking me
In your high society you cry all day
We’ve been so busy keepin’ up with the Jones
Four car garage and we’re still building on
Maybe it’s time we got back to the basics of love