I need a place where I can feel safe, can grow, can feel at home. For me that place is the garden. As I care for the soil by applying leaf mold and compost I find that I’m nourishing my soul. As the hard packed clay softens and develops a tilth that allows air and water to easily penetrate I find my heart too softening. We are creatures of the earth and as we care for it, it cares for us.