June continues! And onward we push through those thirty posts that I’ve been writing every year this month. For the fifth year in a row I’m back to a month of daily blogging: each day a new post on a new topic, but on the same blog-per-day topic as last year, creating another set of Those 30 Posts in June. Today, that post just happens to be about something that I am:
Working At… Nurturing Life
Before you get all teary-eyed at the title of this post, thinking I’m going to start writing on something deep and meaningful about something drizzled with emotional weight, keep in mind that (a) we’re in a bit of a drought around here and (b) I just want my damned carrots to grow.
I’ve been out in our yard with a garden hose nearly every evening for the last month spraying heaps of fresh, potable water onto the ground like some way-too-privileged middle classed wank who hasn’t figured out that he’s wasting one the the worlds most precious resources while trying to keep a dozen virtually worthless tomato plants alive.
Don’t think for a moment that the irony has not escaped me of this so-called sustainable backyard organic agriculture via vegetable gardening in the least efficient way possible as I throw fresh, treated drinking water onto the dirt. In the name of all that is indecent, I’m tempted to let it go for another few days to see if we get any rain before throwing in the towel and succeeding to mother nature and climate change. But stuck as I am in the logical fallacies wrapped up in sunk costs, I’m remiss to do so without at least writing a few blog posts on the topic.
So while I’m working at nurturing life in my pitiful backyard of 2015, I’m also working at coming to terms with living on a dust-bowl dirt farm for a couple years until the rains return. Or just buying some carrots at the grocery store.