It is a panicky moment in the greenhouse when I realize that, yes, the left rear wheel has snagged the hose. To unpack this, my wheelchair’s rear caster has somehow looped itself around the expandable garden hose that sustains my baby lettuce, tomato seedlings and so on. And if this does not seem like an explanation, and the essence is somehow still packed inside the verbiage, what can one do? This is my life. Tiny perils abound. And I believe that a greenhouse should not be perilous. After all, Read more [...]