Deanna is our Greek neighbor whose very presence makes things sprout from the earth and turn shades even the rainbow has never known.
Husband says that when she leaves for a week, which she does on occasion, everything stops growing and does not resume until she returns.
(I took these pictures during the summer months. Not to fear, it's Fall here, too!)
She brings over sacks of produce, fresh bread, nuts, and Greek cookies. She bangs on the door and calls out in Greek. She speaks very little English, keeps wine in most of the rooms in her house, smells consistently of yeast and earth, and reveals every human emotion with greater vigor than a seasoned thespian.
when it rains
she catches the water in buckets to hydrate her gardens.
I learned this little piece of information last night. And it really made me feel silly that I'm so proud of my weekly recycling and organic household cleaners and currently reading Green Goes with Everything to find out how to be more green.
Deanna just knows. She just does what makes perfect sense.