Introduction
On March 1st I moved into a modest boarding house in Portland, Oregon. It’s an interesting place to be living during a pandemic because while I have my own room, we share all other spaces. Basically you can choose to be as isolated as you want while also venturing out and mingling with the 22 others that live there. Both introverts and extroverts have something to gain from living here. Now that I’ve settled in for a bit I’ve been introduced to the backyard and given permission to maintain, improve, and basically have creative control over the garden.
For the past few years I have not had access to land or even a place with windows where I could do container gardening. To say that I am excited about experimenting with permaculture principles in this garden is a huge understatement. I’ve done a lot of volunteering, reading, community events and self research into growing my own food and I’m so excited to have an opportunity to actually have a go at it myself.
I’ve been through a lot recently. I’ve suffered the traumatic loss of my mother by myself and forced separation from my partner of 9 years due to visa delays. Some days I have a lot of trouble coping. End of life stuff that I have to do is overwhelming, exhausting, and infuriating at times. I’ve decided to pour a lot of my energy into this garden and allow it to heal me during this incredibly isolating time. Nature is a great healer and it helps me to find comfort in the here and now. I’m going to attempt to dust off this old blog and start posting updates on the garden. I’d love to connect with others who are using this time of uncertainty to work in a garden. 




Here’s how it looked before we started working on it.
It took a lot of work but we got these nice rows made.
