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?