The neighbors on either side of us have lovely gardens.
We used to plant our own.
For years, however, we have managed to avoid gardening. The soil here is rocky. We travel a lot.
Can you tell I’m making excuses?
Because other people labor in the soil, we often become the beneficiaries of their generosity.
Take brother-in-law Myron for example. He dropped off this huge cabbage, four cucumbers, and two squash yesterday.
I used to feel guilty about enjoying the fruits of other people’s labor.
But then I learned to think about it this way.
We who don’t garden aren’t lazy. We are helping to avert tragedy! We help the extra vegetables not to rot on the stem in the field.
What if we, for example, grew our own zucchini?
We would have to give them to the little league for baseball bats. Or place them on the doorsteps of other neighbors. Or use up fossil fuel by taking them to the free veggie giveaway at church.
So if our lovely, productive, fruitful neighbors have a great crop and need some help, we’ll be there.
Altruists to the rescue!
My New Beginning today will be to write a play script draft so that when Ted Swartz comes over to read it, he’ll tell me it’s as sweet as a mountain of cole slaw and as prolific as zucchini.
What’s your New Beginning? Have any involving the vegetable kingdom, gardening, stealing, rationalizing? Log them here!