I have lost myself to the season. My head swims with the thought of tomatoes ripe on the vine, the fragrance in the air of growth. How did we get here, and when did it happen? I am not sure I know the answer anymore. I only know that there is beauty everywhere hiding underneath every leaf. Abundance comes at me from every corner. The mystery of life and growth are within my grasp. I wonder how nature can be so generous with her gifts.
