Peas, beats, collards in damp warm soil.
Indoor spinach early fall.
Winter’s lettuce, arugula, cilantro.
Just because I love dystopian fiction does not mean that I want to see it manifested
First there was a black president, then came a woman and a “radical” who may take the seat. It was too much for them, they had to March on Washington, to protest. A fragile, collected group of rich old men who grapple with their fleeting power. They are holding a sit in at the White House, but don’t worry, we are strong in numbers and in our hearts and they will give up (or die) soon enough.