so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens
William Carlos Williams Spring and All 1923
With spring coming and a home-birth approaching – Meg now has regular visits by Sally our midwife –
we've been working through a list of jobs. This morning Zeph and I loaded our blue wheelbarrow with over forty kilos of Jerusalem artichokes to sell and a bag of goodies for the community op shop and headed into town.
We took many stops for breath and encountered neighbourhood friends along the way.
We took it in turns to push our heavy load, Zero conducting affairs from the top of the pile, passing the pine forest where we hunt mushrooms from May to July.
We arrived at Tonna's and we sold our artichokes for five dollars a kilo,
which we took as credit and filled the barrow with produce our garden hasn't started producing yet, and toilet paper – we really need to get around to building a composting toilet and using old phonebook pages for paper.
We wheeled on up the hill with our goodies to the
community op shop and left a bag among a sea of other donations. It really is an awesome op shop that raises money for various community groups.
Then we pushed on home, clocking up about four kilometres of joyous car-free, physical, educative and alternative economic exchange.
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