I need to start a garden.
We had a rough day yesterday. We may be contracting cabin fever.
I miss conversations with strangers.
Enjoy the wonderful poetry of Haley Heynderickx who frantically repeats “I need to start a garden” near the end of this song.
I’ve been listening to her album, I Need to Start a Garden, while I mill about the studio as of late.
Is it a human thing, a mother thing or a me thing that bringing forth life makes everything OK?
