“It’s harvest time. Plums are falling from the trees every day. Tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchini and beans need daily picking along with the plums, or they become too ripe too quickly. Im making sauces, soups and stews to freeze, and blanching chard and the last broccoli. Sometimes it feels overwhelming. A friend phoned a couple of days ago and invited me out to Alberta for a few days. Sounds wonderful and impossible, I say. I explain about the garden and harvest, but can tell it doesn’t make any sense to her. She mutters something, not for the first time, and not without kindness, that Im a slave to the garden. Its not meant to be like that, is it? she offers.” A writer shares her gratitude at the bounty Nature gives at harvest time in her garden, and asks what are we all doing to work with Nature to provide the food we eat.
