Wandering absent-mindedly into my office, my daughter asked me a most curious question. It started out simple enough and then turned into quite the discussion of values and beliefs. She had noticed the posters for a workshop I am hosting on my desk and asked me why I was charging people for the workshop. I answered with something like “because this is my business” and figured the subject was closed. The subject was apparently not closed for her and the next statement she said is unfortuna...

Twisting the door stoppers and giving the handle a tug, a rush of warm, moist air reaches my nose. The smell of warm dirt and growing seedlings takes me back to earlier greenhouses of my youth. Some plants are already 5 inches tall, others just showing themselves above the dirt. Water lines showing on the inside of the greenhouse plastic evidence of the moisture, warmth and sun. Fans humming and soft music the gardener has chosen for their time of planting and caring. It is common knowledge w...