Just remembering the green envy I felt in the claustrophobic flat in London when other people wrote these florid types of odes to their mindful weeding and planting during lockdowns! I walked past a beautiful allotment with my pal Hazel and she told me about the huge waiting list, but it would be so worth it. Shout out to another pal, Anna the budding market gardener, for encouraging the outdoor labours this month. Good to know people who know a trick or two for errant brains xx
It struck me tonight what a gift your writing is, the pattern of it- I know a month has gone when you pop up in my inbox; but also that you don’t commercialise it - your writing is worthy of paywalls and funds, don’t get me wrong; it’s just also really enjoyable to read the meandering of it, the beauty of it; detached from the strive/pay/strive cycle.
Just remembering the green envy I felt in the claustrophobic flat in London when other people wrote these florid types of odes to their mindful weeding and planting during lockdowns! I walked past a beautiful allotment with my pal Hazel and she told me about the huge waiting list, but it would be so worth it. Shout out to another pal, Anna the budding market gardener, for encouraging the outdoor labours this month. Good to know people who know a trick or two for errant brains xx
It struck me tonight what a gift your writing is, the pattern of it- I know a month has gone when you pop up in my inbox; but also that you don’t commercialise it - your writing is worthy of paywalls and funds, don’t get me wrong; it’s just also really enjoyable to read the meandering of it, the beauty of it; detached from the strive/pay/strive cycle.
I forgot to add: thank you.
Nice letter. Resonates with the crazy extremes of my life. But perhaps that’s why the connection works.
your writing always moves me to tears. thank you for sharing it with us every month x