We had a meeting last week with a top man from the company who bought out all the farmland around us.

Their wanton farming practices have poisoned our land and our pond. Everything that I have planted over the past ten years is now dead. And so are the fish.

They have promised to “make good” the damage done.

My garden is also a metaphor for my life these past two years. I’ve been planting seeds in toxic ground and all is now stunted/twisted/dead.

Heyho. Moving on :o(