Something amazing is happening because of my garden, and it has nothing to do with weeding, thinning, pruning, watering, or harvesting vegetables. Instead, conversations are sprouting. Ideas are germinating. Something is taking root and it’s about people.
It started slowly. First, it was the older couple I ran into downtown: “I hope you don’t mind, but we went into your garden last week. You’ve got a huge crop of peas. What did you use for the trellis? And what made you decide to plant your lettuces that way? ”