I tend to “reach out” in many things I do. Sometimes it can be a good thing... at other times a bad thing but it certainly seems to be... my thing. When I find myself with others they may choose to come along on my adventures but, as in the case of my family picking blueberries, sometimes... not so much.
Not since the era of the ‘Victory Gardens’ of WWII has there been a stronger movement towards producing homegrown edibles. Several factors have coincided to help create this unique phenomenon.
