My mom used gardening to teach me that there was a special communion that plants gave me every day. On the farm, that was important because there weren't enough kids around to even try to be cool. I still garden today, even though I've in in LA for 25 years now.
Your post has made me very happy.
David, I'd love to hear your thoughts on what your mom would be doing if she were still around. I wonder if she could have even believed this dystopia.
This morning, Meta (Facebook/Instagram/Threads/etc.) said it is no longer preventing misinformation about being Queer. Now, it's again ok to smear us. I'm out. I don't need zealots.
What is the obsession with hating Queer culture? We're doing something right if they are that scared of us.
