Most folks who follow me have no ‘edge’, no passion for the radical approach. Their gardening comes more from the institutionalized Master Gardener dogma perspective. I engage with them believing that there will be a moment when the light will go on and they will realize how strong they can be from seeing their place in the landscape without the conventions of sun hats and gloves. (No acrylic nails; just a good scrub brush at the end of the day.)
This is how my morning started. With this post by the sonoran desert grower. He brings me back to the fact that my real art does not sit on my easel, but in my Practice. Me encanta este hombre…
