My tomato plant is rocking it. Yes—I only have one. My farming goals are modest. I am an urban creature and largely dedicated to living indoors where my piano and my guitars are. I don’t think I have the patience for adult-scale gardening. And I certainly do not have the shoes for it. But I am determined to become a new man this year. I even paid my taxes on time. If I can do that, I can do almost anything. So, the tomatoes. I watch. I water. And I will harvest when the time comes. This is the year where I become the productive old hippie that I envisioned myself becoming when I was 20.
I am also starting to write a really big and ambitious four-movement orchestral piece, on the road to becoming the composer I thought I would be when I was 20. It is nice to have a job where you can tackle your most daunting projects whenever the time seems right. I hope this summer you are watering your tomatoes and facing down some big, exciting challenges of your own.
Charlie, I loved your post…tomato plants…wrong shoes…short on patience…and the hope and expectation that you’ll do better this year. I can relate to all of that! Even now..at this late stage in life… I am still trying. You may know I finally go my book on Kindle, and am scheming and dreaming of getting it to a wider audience…you know how that is. My wildest dream is that someone…maybe someone like you…could make a screen version of it with music comparable to Aaron Copelands…and get it on a Sunday night series where the army of old people could line up in their recliners and watch it. Read that first chapter with the CC guys coming over to play music with my dad…you could fill it in with the music from our hippie days…etc.etc.etc. With love from your crazy friend, SKAM.
Oh Charlie that was fun to read!! You growing tomatoes…I love that ( I hear they love to be talked to …better still you could play and sing to them )!