We live at a time where most people have broken their connection to the land. What I mean by that is the connection that is born out of planting your own food, getting your hands dirty with soil, spending time daily in your garden, sleeping under trees, hunting for your food, the way humans were meant to be. In our so called ‘modern’ world some of our children grow up believing that eggs are born in supermarkets and vegetables in freezers, cans and bags. It is a pity that, because every single time I see someone who gets their hand dirty with earth, a huge smile tends to come with the job. Even as babies, we loved to dig in the sand or dirt, and as toddlers we wondered at the magic of a green plant emerging from the soil. Is it natural to be away from that source of happiness as adults?
Just a ponder from a 16th floor apartment missing the smell of the earth.
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I wonder, if more people got to experience dirt IN their hands, would they care more about the earth? Maybe there should be a garden class in all schools, just like there are mandatory cooking classes. In fact, the garden class could be the first semester, and then the cooking class could be the second semester and they cook what they grew.
So true and amazing that you posted this today. I just read an article that New Zealand is taking away that right.
wow, thank you for that link, this is totally strange! I wonder what is really behind a move like this…
This entry made me glad I’m living near some sort of farm. 🙂
You have no idea how lucky you are (coming from someone who lives in a city of 20 million)
Come on over, plenty of earthy smells in my barn!! Though my gardens are all being put to bed for the winter!.. c
Cecilia you were on my mind while writing this blog today, you are quite an inspiration!