Long before I knew that I was a witch, I knew that I just couldn't live without daily communing with growing plants. The magick of putting a seed in the soil and loving it and being rewarded with bounty and beauty - color, fragrance, flavor, sustenance - is a spiritual high that's hard to beat. And a pantry full of put-up produce makes it a lot easier to resist the insecurity and fear that corporate America likes to instill to keep us compliant.
Long before I knew that I was a witch, I knew that I just couldn't live without daily communing with growing plants. The magick of putting a seed in the soil and loving it and being rewarded with bounty and beauty - color, fragrance, flavor, sustenance - is a spiritual high that's hard to beat.
ReplyDeleteAnd a pantry full of put-up produce makes it a lot easier to resist the insecurity and fear that corporate America likes to instill to keep us compliant.