We are the environment

By Nikki Silvestri When I was a little girl growing up in Los Angeles, I would spend summer afternoons in the backyard of my grandmother’s home in South L.A., on Harvard and Martin Luther King Boulevard. I remember picking fresh berries off the bushes in her garden, and waiting for her to wash them and stir them with some sugar for me. My first contact with the environment was through those berries–through food–and it was magic. Food was something my grandmother and mother nourished me with. It came straight from the earth, from soil. It represented love. And as a result, the first …read more

Source: Huffington Post Green

    

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