A Missed Opportunity

I saw this old, scraggly, beanpole of a black man standing on the street corner. He was carrying a white cane and was wildly looking back and forth.

"Help me, Help me cross the street," he cried.

The tourists walked by, looking strangely at him.

"Help me."

Out of nowhere, this black kid in his mid-twenties came up on a bicycle, head full of dreadlocks. He jumped off his bike and grabbed the old man around the shoulder, the old man embraced him. Shoulder to shoulder, this kid led him across the street.

On the other side of the street, the stranger let go of the old man's shoulder and quickly pedaled off in the other direction.

We were a few steps behind. I had my camera in my bag, but didn't have enough time to pull it out. I wanted to remember this small act of compassion.

Would I have helped him? Would you have?

My First Garden!

Yes... a new post. I am just going to start with a post and see how it goes from here. I planted my first garden tonight. Two years ago, in Scotland I planted one tomato plant outside my house. I like tomatoes. This year, I decided to do it again on my patio... I wanted a tomato, then I decided a pepper would be fun, and of course, a strawberry plant.

So here you go, my first garden in pictures. Yes, I just transplanted them from the store. This way, the documentation comes before I kill them (I do get my gardening skills from my mom, not my dad).








(Yes, this strawberry plant already has a few strawberries growing... I had to pick this one, I needed all of the help I could get!)

I bought the pots and soil at the dollar store. I made my own holes in the bottom of these 2.5 gallon buckets. (I was too cheap to buy actual pots).

And as I told my brother tonight, my gardening motto is "Do or Die". That's why I only planted one of each. I hope these little babies will Do! ;)