On the deck this morning, sipping a smoothie full of berries fresh from the garden, I look out and see green everywhere I look. Green piled on green, deep and broad and high, grass and shrub and tree, it fills me with its abundance. Life piled on life, rich and varied and unbelievably generous. I play at gardening, but this overwhelms me, lifts me up and gives me hope.

So the peas are fading… but the beets and broccoli are coming on strong. The weeds are vigorous, but so are the raspberries. The cardinal flowers are depleted this year, but the catchflies, the quinines are stronger. For every little setback, there is a bigger advance, and more is on the way.