Monday 30 March 2020 / 21 Days Lock Down Reflection
Reflecting on things past, considering things to come.
Time to roll up the sleeves, grab a spade and embrace the sun.
I have fond memories of growing vegetables. Even if it was for just a short phase in my life. It was here that I discovered the doorway to the universe, from the death and destruction in growing compost to new life whilst reaping a harvest of uncontaminated produce.
My current situation does not allow for the tilling of the soil or the construction of a polytunnel which I did previously. Leading up to the lock down, whilst others were scrambling to buy toilet rolls and other perceived necessities, I was clambering to gather pallet wood, screws, soil and seedlings. Here is my first attempt of a raised vegetable box, with me blessing the start of a new journey.
Look, I know I can be a bit of a goofball at times, the half-witted clown always looking for the humour in the forgotten dark corners. But seriously folks, the writing on the wall when it comes to food security has been written in big bold letters with a permanent marker.
I believe growing your own food will become essential for the future. I know the living situations for many makes this outcome a bit complicated … but we can all do something, even if it’s a few tomatoes grown in a tin can on the window sill.
We are in the midst of some kind of war. The call to arms should not be weapons to destroy our fellow human but to gather picks and shovels. I believe the single most rebellious conscious act in these times is growing our own food.