Poly Momma

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Today the little one and I did a bit of planting. I had already conditioned the soil, mixing in some composted cow poo and mixed it with the existing clay-like soil until it was nice and dark and settled in. Today, we stirred it up, planted heaps of rainbow chard, plus some corn and strawberries, and mulched the top. As I scooped the handfuls of wet sugar cane straw onto the soil, I felt good. I imagined the harvest that would come, and was happy with my choices.

Last year, my vegetable garden was somewhat of a disaster. I planted too many tomatoes, and it completely overgrew my patch, choking everything else out. I also planted too late and so when I the tomatoes were ripening it was already starting to frost. This year, I stuck to a veggie I know I like, which can be harvested for a long season. And it looks nice too, so if I don’t harvest it all, at least it’s decorative.

In my love life, I’ve started two new relationships. One has been going on for a couple of months now, and is going surprisingly well. The other is new, but with a friend I’ve known for some time and we’re trying out a new direction in our relationship. In both cases, I’ve taken things quite slowly. In both cases, I’ve chosen people who are committed to an open-style relationship and they both have existing primary partners. They’re also people with whom I have a lot of common interests and passions, and who offer a lot of new things in my life. And in both of these new relationships, these people have been open and honest with me, have enjoyed sharing things about themselves; their lives, their passions and their quirks. (Intimacy is my kink.) So I think the future is looking pretty bright.

And so, I’m happy. A new garden and new sweeties.

I just need to find some good recipes for rainbow chard. Like, a million of them.