gardening for the dust

“so there was once a trade known as gardening inn the land;
this art form of cultivating food for the family, creating a peace treaty with nature so we may live in homeostasis,
a balance know to quadrepeds who give birth through the canal of honoring the divine feminine while worshipping the sacred masculine.
no, it did not have to be so pious, not at all, but how obvious it was that the flowers never brought food had they not become pollinated by the winds of the East,
that ravaging breeze who’s dust and pollen and germination of the crops made each little garden unique to the land,
the greenhouse,
the technique to capture the gasses of the ozone,
a way to build up density,
and become a bit more like the next generation of our civilization,
but we cannot speed up time itself so we create these climate controlled bubbles of defined mechanisms.
These things are just one of the many tools in the shed, why don’t you grab a digging fork for the risominous plants?
Pitch the past seasons’ outgrown cellulose,
it’s perfect for the compost and it breaks down the carbon,
and phosphorus and the nitrogen gas then fills the pockets where the microyze of the mycelium network will process the possibility of generating food for the future.
These grasses,
the wheat,
the sunflower relatives,
oh how these risominous plants supplement the garden,
they weave their tubors,
and they fortify their carpet,
they create such a sturdy surface that allows for stability across the plot.
let’s not forget about the legumes or the spades,
those cartopherol suppliers,
those vitamin d and e rich beans,
so many forms,
but all we need is the act of the natural pesticide to ward off the heathens.
The agreement that the legumes make with the risomes,
these allies were found in nature to prevent tragedies like the dust bowl!
All we need now is the final balance of the three, an heirloom corn husk from the prairie is the one that makes the sacred trinity of three sisters’ bounty so lush.
They used to call this trick witchcraft,
but indeed this is simply corporate slander for the monopolist that encourages such witchhunts.
There are legends for a reason,
and folklore because of bad rumors,
but whomever thought we might find solace in these old wives tales?
Ah yes this is how I found such peace of mind in gardening,
how I can apply these lessons of the earth to the world that we live in. ” -Patrick Michael