Friday, September 17, 2004


My walk to and from the college takes me through the community gardens of the Easton Natural Resources Trust. The gardens are burgeoning. Onions. Radishes. Lettuce. Tomatoes. Beans. Corn. And marigolds, of course, framing each plot.

The gardeners could buy their veggies at the store for less money than they spend on garden tools. But money's not the point. The gardeners are cultivating a love affair with seeds, sun, soil, and the sweet tactile sensation of snapping a homegrown sugar pea or holding a hefty tomato in the hand.