over coffee with my mom this morning: “sometimes we hesitate to invite people into our life because we feel like our space isn’t good enough yet. things are a little messy, or our place settings don’t match, or our situation isn’t quite what we want it to be. don’t let that stop you. invite people in anyway.”
they planted berries, root vegetables, leafy greens, herbs, all sorts. they label each plant and the sign said “free to take, leave some for others to enjoy!”
and people did. they took a bit, but left some for others.
it also fed the homeless people living around there.
bearing in mind this is a tourist town, so i half expected to see the plants gone. but nope, there’s always some left.
people aren’t naturally selfish, and they will share. the initiative works
And honestly? Most people who don’t need it won’t bother to stop and pick fruit. It’s only people who actually need it who will devote the time. People with money still have grocery stores.
[Image description: tweet by Black Botanist @CreativeTiana: transcript follows]
I was talking to someone about planting food and fruit trees in public spaces and they were like “Why so everyone can steal the food?”
And I was like “See, that’s the problem right there. Why should taking food off a public tree be stealing?”
norman reedus and his son mingus dont look related at all
this looks like matty b raps took a blind homeless man to a basketball game instead of a nice family photo
fuck you thats not his name
what do i have to gain by lying on this site? what the fuck is in it for me? fame? fortune? clout? meaningless distractions. there is no pleasure greater than the knowledge of mingus lucien reedus’ true name. and as i have suffered to gain this, so too shall you all. live as a flagellant and bleed in his name. our lord, mingus.
The Reedus family’s cat also has a weird ass name but the story is so cute and Norman is a great father omg
