It's a weird night when you visualize your cognition as the genetic merger of your parents and it fits.
And then you apply the same pattern to their careers.
My father was an electrician, who has always kept an elaborate garden. 🌱
My mother, a non profit housing administrator who manipulates raw inputs 🐑 into beautiful finished textiles. 🧶
Farm to table both, his the food and hers the cloth on which it lay.
🧸🌱🧶


