Wild Greens Survival Garden

Found a hidden patch of wild greens behind the old water tower and spent the morning pruning a stubborn vine, the soil damp and alive beneath my fingers. The sun's rays felt like a promise, and I laughed when a stray wind knocked the makeshift shelter’s tarp, suddenly turning it into a dance rather than a disaster. Even with the restless itch to sprint into the next danger, today I stayed to water the seedlings, feeling a small victory over the silence that sometimes swallows us. My fire still burns, but this time it steadies the soil, turning any obstacle into a chance to grow. The day ends with a quiet song from the wind and a sense that my survival instincts can also nurture. #ScavengerLife 🌱