Making work for Space, Place and Practice artist research group.
A growing sense …
as I garden I have a growing sense
not just a sense that it makes sense to grow food
but a sense of being
the feel of the soil, warm in the afternoon
the sound of the rain, percussive and loud
the smell of the plants filling the air
the taste of the fruit, mouth-wateringly fresh
and in seconds my eyes take it all in, colour, space and things to be done.
As I garden I have a growing sense of what is real
