Reaping what has been sown.  A few weeks of greens already have been enjoyed from the vegetable garden while the usual frolicking and weeding around the perennials is in full swing.  Thanks to some transplanted and help in the yard from friends, the gardens are becoming the bustling landscape I have been imagining for the past year.  A single raspberry on June 6th marks the beginning of a first sort of berry season in my yard with red raspberries, blackberries and blueberries.  Unfortunately, the blueberry bushes aren't doing so well.  Anemic fruit and browning leaves were the signals that it was time to move them to another location where the soil won't dry out so much , possibly due to me forgetting to water them.  Hmmm.  Keeping in mind I planted these bushes end summer/early fall last year, I knew the roots weren't too established yet and dug them up and put them in a better location more suited for love and attention than the side of my house that is a weed wasteland in which I have not done any work to date.
A few weeks back my friend Emily moved from her apartment and offered up a you dig, you haul opportunity for me to scavenge her perennial garden for some of my favorites like Russian sage and Shasta daisies.  A total shot in the arm for my flower garden development campaign this spring for sure.
But back to the vegetable beds, which are now three total, I have still been day dreaming about creating a little garden club and veggie exchange with a few friends and neighbors.  Just don't have the prospects for participants.  And then there are those precious, beautiful and sacred volunteers poking up that were just discovered yesterday.  Of course, you know I am talking about the appearance of small tomato plants sprouting from fruit that fell off and rotted last year which are now growing among other crops.  Can't help but transplant them out and give them the chance they have earned.  It will be fun to see which variety they actually are in weeks to come.

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Paths in Clay, a novel

Paths in Clay is a coming-of-age story about Jack, Allan, and Miller; three friends who return to the “palace”, a place where they studied Koh Loh ceramics, an ancient clay tradition passed on from an extinct culture.

When finished with studies, one must depart from the palace and venture out, not returning until they have established a direction or "path" as a clay artist.

Ten years have passed since they left their great Koh Loh Master Potter. Reminiscing about their days as students, Jack, Allan, and Miller embark on their anticipated return to the palace, during a ceremonial kiln firing and celebration - a time when the Master Potter’s former students, their students, friends, and friends of friends all come together to fire their pottery in several wood-fire kilns.

The journey takes them far from their humid tropical region home of the lower peninsula and delivers them to the bitter season of the snowy highlands. When the three men arrive, Jack is face-to-face with his palace-time girlfriend, Kirsten. She informs the three men that their master has grown ill. Amidst a celebration, among old friends, Jack, Allan, and Miller will discover the true nature of their friendships and complete one cycle of their lives and enter the passageway to another. The choices they make will forge ahead a renewed purpose as their roles in clay traditions confirm their paths; passing on Koh Loh clay to the next generations of potters.

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