Anything Could Happen

Greetings fellow plant mamas, lovers of all good things, and my fellow trash humans:

I am writing this as Anything Could Happen by The Clean plays on repeat and my dog snores at my feet. I suppose this is a sort of leap into the abyss, the ether, or whatever you want to call it. So here we go.

I will be blogging over the next year about plants, farming, love, food, and what it means to be living in what I’m pretty sure is a dystopia. I want to create a community where women can connect and empower one another in dire times. I believe as women we hold the power to building a resilient future for our planet while creating community and inclusive environments. So this is it. A safe space for voices to be heard and to talk about all the fucking magical things in life.

Let’s do this. Yeah? Yeah.