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1st Workday of 2013 at The ROW Community Garden


Today was the first of many garden workdays at The ROW (Roots of Woodville Community Garden) located at 28th & Tate Street in the Church Hill section of Richmond, VA.  What I love most about this garden is the feeling of family and the connection that comes from working together towards a common goal.  We greet each other with hugs, bright smiles and hopeful hearts.  We are an energized and genuinely concerned group and we look forward to having increased participation from the community this year.   


We had a group of seven people working together this afternoon and were able to accomplish a few tasks that will surely get our growing season off to a nice start.   We mowed the lawn, pulled weeds, tilled the raised beds and tidied both inside and outside of the storage shed.

Next Saturday, March 9, 2013, we will be the host site for the fourth session in the City of Richmond's Urban Agriculture Learning Series from 11AM - 12:30PM.  During this session, attendees will learn how to construct rain barrels along with a few other helpful tasks for home and community gardens.


It was a brisk day but it felt good being back amongst our faithful garden volunteers.  The warmth from our group's positive energy was enough to get us through the afternoon.  I believe that it's safe to say that we all left with a sense of pride in having our garden prepped and ready for next week's guests.  We invite all to join us in the garden and always extend a special invitation to our neighbors in Fairfield Court and Creighton Court.    

Today I cried























Today I went to the Roots of Woodville Community Garden intending to water.  Instead, I found myself walking slowly through the garden enjoying a light breeze under clear skies with sun beaming down from above.  As I took this time to really take in the garden, I started to snap pictures and with each picture I shed a tear.  The more pictures I took, the more I cried.  All of this lush, beautiful goodness came from seeds planted by people with varying levels of experience.  This garden was birthed from the labor of strangers and friends and children.  This garden connects people with this community who may not have known it even existed had it not been for an invitation to join in.   I couldn't help but marvel at what this place had become and be thankful that even though my portion was small, I had contributed to what was spread out before me.  With tears continuing to flow like water from a forgotten hose and the breeze dancing softly over my skin, I took a moment to reflect and give God some praise for this was truly a worthy moment on the best of days. 



It's funny how we never know what will come into or lives or why and how we can think that we are giving only to find that we are actually the recipients of an even greater gift.

In the spirit of the beautiful brothers who blessed my church with music this morning I sing
O Se (O Se) Baba (baba) meaning Thank you (thank you) Father (father)