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A Letter to my Tomato Plants

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Dear Tomato Plants,

Today your first fruit is ripe and ready for picking. As I look at this beautiful organic heirloom tomato, I can’t help but feel an immense amount of gratitude. We have been through a lot together. It makes me so happy to see you all thriving.

I planted you from seed earlier this year. Or rather, my 3 year old planted you from seed. Oh the joy and sense of accomplishment he felt from putting those tiny seeds in the ground and burying them. The thrill he and I felt when you all sprouted and began your ascent to become the large beautiful plants that you all are today.

Remember when I began meditating in the vegetable garden? As I felt the raw ground beneath me and the energy from the garden plants around me something amazing happened. I felt a divine connection to Nature, to Mother Earth herself. Everytime I meditated in the garden, I felt pure bliss and fell into altered states of consciousness. It seemed to me that when I began these adventures in meditation in the garden, something magical happened to all the plants. They began to thrive. To really thrive. I felt an energy exchange with you all, and it appeared to me that you did as well.

In my meditation spot, you, my dear tomato plants, were seated right in front of me. As I would begin to focus my attention inward, I was drawn to you. To observe even the most minute detail of your forms. It was you, tomato plants, after some time of repeated meditation that would begin my journey into trance state. Of all the plants in our vegetable garden, I felt a very deep and intimate connection to you. And an intense fondness.

This past month we had to move. Most of the garden was done producing but you all were not ready yet. You had not even had one fruit ripe yet. With my deep love for you, I knew I couldn’t just dig you up and throw you away. That felt like a crime. So I did what I could and gently scooped you up, roots and all, and put you in a 5 gallon bucket. I remember the drive to the new house with you, my lovely tomato plants in the front seat. It may have just been me, but I felt a sense of excitement like you were the source of this excitement. As we went over bumps, you blasted that wonderful smell of live tomato plant into the confined space of the car. That trip was simply magical.

Now you all reside in your buckets on our new deck in the back yard. A few days after transplant, you really scared me. All your leaves began to droop, some turned yellow and fell off. I was so sad that it looked like you weren’t going to live. It’s one thing to transplant a tiny tomoto plant start in the spring. It’s something completely different to transplant a fully mature plant heavy with green fruit right before the fruits begin to ripen. I knew it was a risk, but I loved you too much to leave you.

Then one day something magical happened. I went outside, and all my beautiful tomato plants were healthy again! Your leaves were a healthy green and very stiff. I was so proud that you pulled through. That you survived this move with us, and that you are now thriving.

The porch is sunny, you share your electromagnetic fields with the plum tree who has a very maternal presence. The backyard itself is bursting with life and a feeling of calm happiness. It’s very tranquil back there. Now even moreso that you are thriving.

Today, your first fruit is ready. It’s red, warm, waiting to be picked. As I look at this beautiful organic heirloom tomato, I can’t help but feel a sense of deep gratitude. Thank you, tomato plants. Thank you for sharing your life’s journey with me.

I love you.


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Birthday Yarn!

My new LYS sent me a birthday card in the mail.  If I brought the card into the store I could get 20% my purchase one day in my birth month.  So- this weekend I bought some new yarn.  Not that I needed any AT ALL, but it’s my birthday.  I got 2 skeins of Malabrigo Merino Worsted, 1 Malabrigo sock, 2 skeins of Blue Sky Alpacas 100% Alpaca Sport, 2 skeins of Noro Silk Garden, Some Gingher embroidery shears, and some new tapestry needles.  For some reason I’m always losing my tapestry needles.  My husband put some new ones in my basket and I didn’t even realize until after we got home.  It was a little gift from him I suppose!  He picked out some winners!  Until now I’ve been using plastic and they aren’t very good.  He got me some metal ones that are slanted at the tip.  He really did a good job of picking them out.


I LOVE the little Gingher scissors.  They were expensive but worth it.  Them and the new tapestry needles make weaving in ends fun!

I have had a love/ hate relationship with sewing.  I have struggled with it like you wouldn’t believe.  I want to sew but I have issues and I don’t know what’s wrong.  Anyway, this past weekend we bought a few simple sewing books that are written for the very beginner.  I hope I can read the patterns step by step and figure out what’s going wrong.  I want to be a good seamstress, I really do.  Hopefully I can work through my issues.

I collect cards with Pugs on them.  For my birthday my husband and baby gave me this card:

Derek made me the best cake ever.  He’s getting into chocolate making and slathered my chocolate cake with peanut butter chocolate ganache.  He is so talented and the best husband ever!  I just love him so much. 

The cake itself is vegan, but the ganache is not.  I guess that’s why I don’t call myself vegan, so I can be flexible.  And I think I deserve to cheat a bit too, which is a good thing because I cheated and had veggie pizza for my birthday dinner!  I was such a naughty girl, lol!

Also this weekend we went to Hard Rock Cafe.  Ever since the Beef O’ Brady’s fiasco, I’ve made a habit of asking the host if there are vegetarian options before trying a new place.  The host got all excited and said “I’m vegan and I eat here all the time!”  Then he went through the menu with me and said if things contained dairy and eggs. 

I ordered the veggie burger with no cheese.  Our waiter came back out and asked if I wanted the mayo since I didn’t specify when he took the order.  I was SO impressed with the service we received there.  Most places make me feel like a picky brat by not wanting animal products.  I don’t want to make it a big deal, but as often as I can I want to keep myself from exploiting animals.  Some people stay away from alcohol or pork or need their food to be kosher.  I don’t understand why it’s such a big deal to offer options to everyone, regardless of their beliefs and especially allergies or dietary restrictions because of medical reasons.

Anyway, the waiter made me so happy.  Hard Rock Cafe is true to their slogan “Love All, Serve All.”  And now I love them!


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