Some days I feel my life is directed by friends and it feels good. Joining friends in a prayer vigils this morning, answering friends emails, driving a friend to visit his mother in a nursing home, going with a friend on home visits to persons in need, having coffee with a friend and having dinner with my best friend, my wife, all happened today. The down side of all this dealing with friends is that it did not leave much time to work on my home gardens.

Many years ago, February 2007, I wrote a posting on the Diary of Worm called Salad Bowl Friends. In it I wrote: “The salad bowl is an endless network of friends who are united by the zest for life. While keeping their unique diversity, together they are Growing Power. Watch out world, here comes the nonviolent revolution of salad green friends!”

Having a day with friends, ‘salad bowl friends’ was wonderful. However, there would have been no salad greens from our garden for dinner tonight without work on the garden. The garden is the balance to being with friends. Working in the garden is a silent time that that is needed to being fully alive with friends.

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