Garrett Harris 2 p.m., July 29
- Community Blog
In 2004, I left in a huff, because the local San Diego Voter Resgisterer wouldnt let me homeless register to vote and went to Gila Bend, Arizona (or McCainland) camping out behind the Texaco station underneath a thorny smoke tree. That year it rained gullywashers, and someone pitied me and I moved intto a small cottage across from their postoffice. This was a time I became really old passing 70 yrs of age, as I later asked an older man later, "When does the wisdom begin?", he went the opposite direction, laughing.
I then proceeded to begin across the street from post office, a demonstration garden, patrons of same as audience. I became the outlaw gardener, when after the first year, I had a forty foot fence covered with Heavenly Blue morning glorys, glorious in their silver blue trumpet flowers, and only then learned such illegal, a state law. As time went by, I had a following of tourists and locals, one came by one year admiring, and came the next year too from the Yankee section of the union, to record the garden, because no one back there believed her when she described the garden, my proving it could be accomplished in the hellish heat regularly in attendence. From May 15 untill the end of October, its always a 110 degrees, sometimes more.
I left in fall of 2008, to come back to Caifornia, because my landlady in apparent Baptist menopause insulted me. Using the St. Frances method of reading Bible verses for direction, four verses over period of a week implied it was time for me to depart. I gave everything away, shed a tear or two and Greyhounded to Obamaland.
I resumed my homelessness into last year when I moved into a sober living facility across from the Sprinter station in Vista. Where I now have instead of a wading pool size garden have one that wraps around a two story dormitory, magnificent, a wild combination of weed and domestic flower glory. AND on the front chainlink fence, 80 feet by 6 ft. ht., are a stand of royal blue morning glories, instituted by me to grow like a waterfall over the front slope towards the rr tracks. wtihin that I have seeded thousands of the state flower, California poppy. It will mature if possible this next year far more wise than me. We all hopefully wait spring.