New moon 🌙 and I begin again, here. Spring is in the air and I have a sense of seeds, of a garden, calling. Yes, a digital one, and perhaps, too, one for the outdoors, on the verandah? What will quicken, I wonder? Who will visit? Emerge?
UPDATE (0430) - The marvellous Marginalian has a recent post on Gardens which I encountered this morning and loved!
It’s Katy Siena’s feast day today. I’m thinking about her ecstasies and the notion of boundaries (personal and planetary), the practice of commoning. What composts to give rise to our dreams of what is good? (Sprouting out of this Acts 4. 32-37). (This [excerpt] is a good place to begin if commoning is new to you. And David Bollier is a font of information!)
