Category Archives: Folk Art
just in after having set out 144 cabbages in a fine light rain, the rows straight, the cabbages spirited, and me, the day done, with just enough energy to cabbage on
Imagine if every adult in America sat on a rock each morning and listened or prayed or studied their ankles. 6 minutes, say. Or, to splurge a bit, imagine if every adult likewise attended each morning a garden of carrots and spinach. 6 minutes, say. What would come of 300 million folks sitting/gardening each morning for 12 minutes? 12 minutes with soul and earth only?
Art: Kerry Buck