8 Feb 2025
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My grandmother and I were harvesting vegetables in the backyard. At the end of our property, there was a volunteer plant growing on the opposite side of the fence in the middle of the road. I couldn't get the carrots separated from the root systems or the bulb everything shared, so I pulled up the whole thing. Nothing was really healthy because it had grown in the pavement -- the carrots were stunted, the beans were skinny, and peppers had rotted. The bulb was rotten in some places and there were lots of bugs tunneling through it. I tossed what was rotten or unusable into the compost pile, and salvaged what I could. Then I went back inside to help with the cooking.
It was me, my grandmother and my cousin cooking. I remember at one point I was working on some sort of cheese dish and my cousin got confused on where the compost pail was and she dumped her leftovers into a cheesy dish I was working on. I was really upset and frustrated but I decided to just make it work.
The last thing I did was go to our pasture across the street and bring the animals up to the barn. Our cow calf, Daisy, was covered in colorful dust like she'd attended a Holi festival. I thought she looked really cute and talked to her about her pretty colors as I lead her back to her mother.
