The shape of okra reminds me of tear drops and yet I do not feel at all sad when looking at okra…. well that is except for when my plans have been destroyed by various natural predators in my garden.
NOT JUST talking garden to plate. That and so much more! Going from feeling like dirt to feeling delicious. And then there is the creative process, going from the seed of an idea, to connecting my thoughts with my visuals. Sometimes a bit random but always getting back to deliciousness.