There’s not a day that goes by where I’m not amazed by what our garden does for us. Not a day goes by where I don’t look out the window and find myself in awe by the beauty as well as the practicality of what we’ve done. Not a day goes by where I don’t hope to see the movement continue on to not only the middle class in the suburbs and the driven in the cities, but to the communities who need it most. The communities who don’t have the incomes, or the means to acquire the food the need, rather they buy the food they can afford, these are the communities within Rochester and around the nation I would like to see succeed the most. These are the communities where I would like to walk through to be overwhelmed by the smells of tomato plants, fresh herbs, and fresh compost.
As we continue building our garden, we bring passers by into our backyard. It always brings a sense of pride to come home and see Michelle giving someone we haven’t yet met from the community a tour of our yard in hopes that it will inspire them to do the same thing. It brings a smile to my face to hear our neighbors and passers by find something in the garden to spark a memory stored deep within their hears, usually of a parent or a grandparent, whatever the memory, it’s always one of joy. It’s hard not to be overwhelmed by emotion when in a garden.
More than anything, I hope Our Tiny Earth, both the blog and the urban farm inspires people to grow their own. I hope that it’s an inspiration to bring together communities as well as usher in a new era of sustainability.