There have seemingly been few rocks so far in 2020. The foundations we rely on and expect to be there exist despite some alterations, some more than others. "Essential" is the term used on our behalf, but how can that be accurate for what is essential for one is another's refuse. We continue to struggle against others and ourselves as we live through this new normal, hoping one year from now it will be back to normal, the sooner the better.
While some parts of the country are baking in heat and smoke from wildfires, others are drowning in frequent rains and despair of what is essential to them. Some of us should be proud of the efforts we have put forth to provide for our households and the future of those outside of our circles. One place we've turned to this year is our gardens. Like the little red hen in the story we've all read when we were children, its not too late, and if our vision is 2020, we will see a better future.