The sun streams in my kitchen window right around the time when I make dinner each night, and my garden goodies look gorgeous–a butternut squash cut in half, revealing its Golden-Gate-Bridge-colored vermilion flesh; and chopped peppers, potatoes, eggplant, and zucchini ready to roast. I’ll look out today upon my abundant (okay, overgrown) backyard and remember a different 9/11 (11 years ago, in fact) when none of my garden was here. Worry about our national food supply getting “hit” by terrorists in the aftermath of the 9/11 attacks was my personal impetus for starting my garden. It was my little way to feel some 
semblance of control in an increasingly chaotic world.
Since then, I continued to find comfort in the simple action of planting seeds and trusting in a healthy outcome. Every time I hit a personal or professional setback, or even when I merely picked up the newspaper or tapped into the headlines online and felt my heart sink at so much despair, a few moments digging, planting, hoping, and trusting put me back on track again.
And so, on this day of remembrance, I invite you, as well, to plant a seed, and to hope, and to trust. Enjoy a moment of silence at some point today. I like to do that right there in my garden as the church bells, once again, inevitably ring. If you don’t have a garden yet, swing by our store and enjoy the peace and serenity of our backyard gardens, and see what has grown from simple seeds in a complicated world.
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