There is something so satisfying about gardening, to work at something and see growth as the result. It evokes similar feelings as cooking does for me.Obviously there is the connection of both of them being acts of nurture - intrinsically satisfying in a "soul feeding" kind of way.
I spent the morning mulching with eel grass from the beach. If only everything in life could provide such a tangible sense of accomplishment.
PS: I have the first cucumber of the season getting cold in the fridge as I write this. I'm going to run it through the mandoline, making paper thin slices and drizzle it with rice vinegar and fresh dill.
Yum!
- Will
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