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The VOID
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Sadly, I guess I’ve really never been connected to nature in that way. Never enough to notice stuff like that. Like all rewarding experiences, sometimes failure can make success more meaningful.
Quoting: Light of my Little Left Eye I grew up with what seemed like a huge backyard..but really was just an oversized lot. My mom always had an extensive garden and orchard. We had everything.. Apple, peaches, strawberries, blueberries, pears, beans, corn, grapes, carrots, tomatoes etc. I spent many a lazy Summer days, snapping green beans into a big silver bowl. My mom was a prolific canner and canned all the veggies, fruits, and made jams, and leathers, to store over the Winter. My mom was a prepper. But did it subtly. I knew why.. What was her reason? That’s a vivid description. My mother always had a blooming and beautiful garden as well, although it was mainly flowers. I never got into growing anything though. When I moved out my mom gave me a couple succulents as a gift. They all died. End times.. of course. We went to church, that is just 'part of it'. Or at least the threat of. I can imagine how scary that would be, to consider your children might go hungry. Our pantry was alway stacked jars deep and 10 feet across with all that above. She stewed the tomatoes and made sauce. She didn't remove the skins though and they would roll up into these little spiky tomato things that were pretty unpleasant. My brother and I still talk about the tomato spikes.. First world problems.
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