Dear Friends, Collaborators, and Muses of Project Grow,


YOU ARE INVITED TO...

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On love...

John: Yea. Love is something beautiful. Love is something wrong. Love is something good. Love isn't Romeo and Juliet. Love is for people. Somewhat stern but not. Love is not the one I love but the lady in mind. Want another one? Yea? Ok. [Walks away]. Thank you.

Forrest: There's too many love going on around here. Passion. Mmm hmmm. [Sighs]. Hugs. Stars. Activities. [Smiles and shrugs shoulder.] What do you think? Remember the army guys in the war, when they come back, families brothers and friends, there's like army guys from Iraq coming back home people come and scream and cry and are happy to see them back home again.

Cody: Let's see. Love is um, feelings. Comes from the heart. Um. It has compassion. I agree with hugs and stuff like that. Love is when I feel good. I feel happy. I feel in a good mood, I feel life. I feel. Yea. Love does no harm. Um. How about... you don't have to write that! [Laughs]. Love has friends. People have friends. That's what I know. Some do and some don't. Never seen anyone stay in love. Oh yea, I know it can happen. Just by having a relationship. Respect. Honor. Kindness. Gentle. For example, Give like a girl flowers. Gifts. Rings. Necklaces. House. Stuff like that. Girls want ...what do girls want? Support. Family. Husband to take care of them.

Jamond: Love. LLLLove. You! You! Flowers. Love. In my heart, a flower.

On beginnings and continuations...

The first tease of Spring is here! The cover-crops in our beds are leaping forward, and the garlic we planted last year is ankle-high! The raspberries are leafed out, and the blueberry buds promise oh-so-much sugary goodness. This is the beginning - in earnest - of our second year of the North Portland Farm! Our new lot has seen some amazing transformations, and continues to work its way towards a tidy and productive half-acre of organic vegetable land in the middle of Portland. The community we find ourselves surrounded by (neighbors, students, donors, farmers, friends, artists) is an endless source of inspiration and possibility. Thank you. Not to be tacky, but we have 3 community garden plots for rent, for anyone interested ($35/ month, including water, fertilizers, attention, some starts, seeds). We have also just started our hot-weather plants inside! It is so nice to be surrounded by the promise of tomatoes, eggplants, peppers, and okra in February! These starts are also for sale in the coming months. Our boy goats, Misters Jeff and Buckaroo just got their first shearing and we're excited to process the amazing fleece they gave us. They look like adorable artichokes. The chickens remain productive, sweet, and hungry. And our nascent aquaponics project is steadily creeping along! We're all having such a blast, and would love to have some more company! Aspiring gardeners, complete novices, old hands, hoe-leaners...we'd love to see you all! Come on over and learn what we're doing.

Love,

The North Portland Farmers

Letter from the Boss...

My parents were love. It was a lot happier. They always take me with them everyplace they'd go. Camping, fishing, camping out, and everything like that. Overnight, having a picnic on the beach, things like that. And, cuddled up and loving each other. I miss that. I wish they were here. I wonder where they could be at. I love my parents and my grand parents. Very much. I want to prove to them that I can do this.

Love for me is that I know that he wants to be with me and I want someone to put his arm around me. Be with me. That's how much I'd love him. And everything.

I want to go back to school and finish up my education. I had to quit my job and be with the family. I want to do something different, I want to fool everybody. I'm going to show them that no body is a boss of me. I want it to stop. I'm going to start fooling everybody. Like I can do things on my own without nobody helping me. Except for my boss, that means you.

Let's see, I was about 18 or 19 when I first fell in love. Only one that I can remember, Brandon. I went to school with him. And everything. We were meant to be together, until he met another girl. That does it. Brandon and I would go camping and things like that, I love to cook and bake, like home made noodles, biscuits and gravy, hash browns, French fries, egg batter, eggs with what do you call it mixed with stuff like that and let it cook. We would hold hands all the time. And I'm going to see him too. He's getting married, so that did it. I said oh well, love is love.

I want to see about that little house over there, across the street from the shop here. I want to look at it. I want to see if one of you guys will walk over there with me and check to see how much the rent is. And everything.

I want that special someone to come over and I can fix dinner for the two of us. And everything. Fix his favorite dinner. And I found out one thing, he loves homemade noodles. And some potato salad. And homemade bread. And things like that. I would fix cherry pie. My mom showed me how to do that. Things I mentioned to you, my mom taught me. Canning, fresh fruits, things like that. Beans, and fried potatoes, scarlet potatoes, things like that, my mom taught me everything. So did my grandmother. I love to cook and I love to bake. You know a teacher I had, she said 'you love to do paper work' and I said 'yes', I love to cook, keep the house clean, and make coffee, and everything, and stuff like that and if I have company I have pop and coffee and be made and someone come over. I'd like you and your husband to come over to my place and have dinner with me.

There's another thing I like to do, I can do things a lot better when he is by my side. And things like that. Things I don't know how to do, things I'm not used to, I can have him lift the heavy stuff, since I can't. And things like that.

Don't do what I did. And everything. Somebody said they love you but they really don't mean it and things like that. You know that yourself and they want to hassle you. Things like that. Take from experience. I'm getting tired of it. This is the second time already.

See, he go outside and don't even speak to me.

That's all I can think of.

That's all I can think of.

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