State of the Garden
I spent a couple of hours in the garden before having the honor and pleasure of going to a party to celebrate the wedding of one of the yoga practice group. It was a delightful day. I am grateful.

I spent a couple of hours in the garden before having the honor and pleasure of going to a party to celebrate the wedding of one of the yoga practice group. It was a delightful day. I am grateful.

It was not the kind of night to go across town to run an errand, but it was one that could not wait until after I cam back from vacation (picking up my passport from the company that processes visas for India). I did not really feel the need to go shopping in Georgetown and would have rather gone straight home, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier and traffic was abominable. A taxi would have been a pointless exercise in watching the meter while we barely moved.
So I checked out “Fashion’s Night Out” in the stores near the bus stop. I had a great time visiting with the DC Roller Girls, who were at the Lush store in Georgetown. When the sales people start describing the products to me–they are always very enthusiastic–I often find myself telling them that I know what I need to know about Lush; I first shopped at Lush when it was a single store in Covent Garden.
When it was evident that the rain was not going to let up, and I’d had enough of window shopping from inside, I caught the Circulator bus and enjoyed myself taking photographs. When there is little choice about going out in the rain, it is best, as my teachers remind me and the practices inspire me, to find the beauty and the delight.
One of the conjectured reasons for the amazingly quick spread of tomato blight in the northeast this year (besides the crazy weather) is the upsurge in home gardeners. It is wonderful that so many people are growing their own tomatoes. If they buy the plants from a “big box” retailer — a retailer that gives less care and attention to the quality and health of the plants and more to easy shipping and cheap prices — then the new plants entering the eco-system are more likely harbingers of disease.
When we do anything, we have to be conscious of how it fits in with the world as a whole. From seed to meal, how we get our food impacts ourselves and our health. I am lucky so far with my tomato plants. I bought seedlings from local, organic farmers. I am checking them every few days for signs of blight. My harvest has been delicious and abundent.
In reading about the blight, I am painfully reminded that what we eat impacts the earth, the animal and plant life that was displaced for the growth of food, the humans that labored to bring it to our table. What we choose to eat, over our life, can dramatically shift our life physically, energetically, and emotionally.
Don’t forego homegrown tomatoes and other easy to grow urban foodstuff, but be careful about where you buy it, how you tend it, and understand that you have entered into the agricultural network.
As Chief Seattle did NOT say, “man does not weave this web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.”