We planted this simple tripod made of stakes and string at Easter, and have been harvesting snow peas all through the middle of winter. The colors are richer purple the more sun they are exposed to. Rose found the seedlings and was tickled by their unusual color, they certainly taste delicious.

In a small way they are emblematic of values in our family: a delight in the unusual, the desire to plant and reap, an appreciation of simple joys, the willingness to try and fail and try again. Easter is a mixed time for us with our histories of painful religious experiences. Making private space for those and giving Poppy traditions of family, planting and harvest is one way we are navigating our uncomfortable heritage.

At times it takes great courage to continue to live in a world that has dealt so much pain and uncertainty. We work hard to weave what Poppy needs: stability, love, compassion for imperfection, joy in each other. From courage comes life.