“One of the most joyous things we can do is to find our place, the land where we belong. Having found our place, we snuggle into it, learn about it, adapt to it, and accept it fully. We love and honor it. We rejoice in it. We cherish it. We become native to the land of our living.”
Carol Deppe

The Resilient Gardener

Beware of Society

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What follows is all based on heresay from 2 sources here in the village. We have (so far) no direct information on what really happened.

A 23 year old young woman comes home for the holidays (she is a student in Bucharest) to visit her parents in a neighboring village.

One morning a very old man (who has been saying his time has come to leave this earth) with no immediate family knocks on her door. He asks her to drive him to the village (we have often given people a ride on that very same path) to buy some groceries. Though she wasn’t really keen on going out she didn’t have the heart to refuse and agreed.

Just on the outskirts of their village (and where ours begins) her car lost traction, slipped off the road and flipped. The old man died. She was not physically harmed but went into a hysterical shock for two days.

Everyone says about her that she is a good and responsible person. No one in the community blames her.

The police have charged her with some kind of manslaughter (we don’t know the legal technicalities) and they say she will be sentenced to 2 years in prison.

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