Tragedy struck today. Came home to see my darling mango seedling tree snapped. It was just a baby. I blame the darn squirrels. Seriously, I hope someone somewhere is having squirrel stew. Oh mango how I do love you Sweet, luscious, succulent, sumptuous goodness Oh King of all fruits How many clothes have I stained […]
Chicken Soup for a Cloudy Drizzly Day
It’s my second weekend off in a row. Yay! I woke up early, just because, and got busy with several chores I’ve put off for quite a well. I feel very accomplished today, though it would be nice to have a housekeeper, and a cook, and a gardener, oh and a personal assistant. While I’m […]
First Harvest
My mother came to visit recently. As expected, she criticized my garden. You have money, eh, to waste on all these containers and plants? If you don’t know what to do with your money you should give it to me. She repeated that a couple times as I excitedly tried to point out the various […]
How Doth My Garden Grow?
I was nervous about the condition in which I would find my garden upon my return but it turned out well. The garden is thriving. The tomato plants are taller than I am. Butterflies and bees flutter around. And there’s a sweet fragrance. I took to watering all my plants and checking on their health […]
Planting from Kitchen Scraps
Have you ever eaten a fruit and thought about planting its seed? Or cut up scallions and winced at the thought of throwing away its roots? I have. Sometimes I find myself in the grocery store examining the roots of greens or the eyes of tubers I don’t even eat. There is something absolutely delightful […]
The Gardener in Me
It’s spring. It’s the time of rejuvenation, renewal, and regrowth. For me in my new apartment and it’s large backyard, it’s a time to play in the earth. Though I did manage to plant several bulb flowers soon after I moved in October, I’ve been itching all winter to finally get some real dirt under […]
What is My Deal With Mangos?
I don’t remember when my mango obsession begun. Most of the wild mango in Ghana are the small yellow-skinned, “hairy” kind that are best enjoyed as so: roll mango on hard surface or in palms to soften, bite off the skin at the tip,suck the living daylights out of the mango – I mean […]
A lover of mangoes. A woman - smart, without pretense, lefthanded, Afropolitan - navigating this thing called life. An unapologetic believer in social justice and karma. Choosing to radiate positive energy and be true to myself. Here, my musings.