There’s a hidden treasure in central Fresno. While it isn’t a trunk of jewels and gold coins buried deep in the sand, it’s just as valuable. And you don’t need a funky old map with X marking the spot to find it — Google will do just fine.
Lately I’ve been craving a little time in the backyard garden. The only problem: I have neither. Not a backyard. And definitely nothing that qualifies as a “garden.” Unless you count the cluster of bamboo plants in my sunny living room. And, between you and me, they looked a lot healthier before I brought them home from the store.
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What would make one quit their job? Demanding boss. Personal rebukes. Docking pay. Poppy Lancaster acquiesces desperately needing her paycheck, but when the last straw comes, quitting is the only solution. A prophetic chance meeting and gift of a papier-mâché, sprig-of-heather pin (Heather symbolizes transformative change—from the mundane to the extraordinary) heralds changes.
It just so happens that healthy food not only makes healthy bodies, but making healthy food can keep minds healthy as well.
Among the community gardens in Fresno are some special gardens tended by elders who find peace, serenity, and purpose in the process of growing vegetables. In that same process, they produce food for themselves, their families, and their neighbors.
“At the place where Jesus was crucified, there was a garden, and in the garden a new tomb, in which no one had ever been laid.” – John 19:41
It was early in the morning, very early indeed. There was no alarm to awaken them. They dutifully arose and still asleep, walked silently to the place they had no desire to be to do the thing they had no desire to do.
What better way to show mom how much you care than with flowers? You don’t need to spend a fortune for a dozen roses artfully arranged in a charming vase. Visit your local nursery, home store or dollar store and come away with flowers from the heart.
You know what a “gottado” is, don’t you? It’s one of those things that are so much a part of living in an area that—if you admit to someone in conversation that you haven’t been there/done that—that person will look at you with shock and amazement and say, “You haven’t? Man, you gotta do it!”
