There is a particular satisfaction in making a cup of tea from something you grew yourself. Not the quick satisfaction of a task completed — something slower and more layered than that. The knowledge that the chamomile in your cup was a seedling in February, a flower in July, dried in a warm corner of…
There is no rushing a tomato. You can give it everything it needs — the right soil, the right warmth, enough water, enough light. You can tend it carefully and watch it daily. But the tomato will ripen in its own time, on its own terms, indifferent to your schedule or your impatience. And when…