Currently, there are three full baskets floating on my kitchen counter and dining room table full of fruit and vegetables. I feel like one of those natural home chefs that keeps produce stocked to the brim, because by week’s end they would have used it all on themselves or their children. In reality, too much of such good things brings me slight anxiety. There’s an inherit fear of not putting them all to use and yes, being a wasterful person. In many ways, I already waste too much, so fruit and veggies remains one I don’t want to add to the list. But the floating of large quantities has made me rethink my mind. If I keep more, won’t I use more? An eat what you see mentality, if you will. All of this remains to be seen, as most of this will be cut in half on Saturday. Hopefully devoured in plenty under dim-light.
Tucked in the coat closet remains another full basket. Hats, scarves, and gloves that I once I forgotten about, resurfaced. The brightness of their winter beanies reminded me of last year’s winter concerns; I’d lose one in the park somehow. This year, they’re much bigger (but still small) and these concerns have dissolved (mostly).
This weekend, I’m looking forward to just being in this season of plenty, and the presentness the if, then, how, and in-between that all of the above bring.
Other sources of plenty:
Kerry Washington on mental and emotional fitness.
Misfits Market delivers always fresh, sometimes normal produce to your stoop, at 40% less than grocery store prices. Cut backs on waste too.
For writing down plenty of notes as the holidays approach.
Metalic, too much? No. No.
Simone Biles and the first pitch.
Comfort and warmth, a plenty.
WOMXN A diverse group of womxn share intimate conversations about their thoughts and experiences.
Discomfort is always a necessary part of enlightenment.”
― Pearl Cleage, What Looks Like Crazy on an Ordinary Day