I'm rather loath to call myself an organic gardener, simply because it's the way I've always done things (as did my forebears). I prefer to think of myself as just an ordinary veg' grower.
But there I was, sitting up at Haddock's recently, thinking about organic growing, and how privileged we all are to be able to eat good healthy fresh food each day. And then I thought about how wonderful nature is, and how generous are her everyday miracles, and how we should appreciate them more than we do.
I thought about the miracle of honey and cheese, and of olive oil and potatoes, of chickens and of wine, and of all those edible molluscs of the sea. And I thought maybe there should be some international secular form of 'thanksgiving' that could be muttered under one's breath when presented with such miracles.
We take far too much for granted.