I am a woman with seventeen spreadsheets, three funding deadlines, and a compost pile that could testify in court. I label seed packets as though my seeds might arrive unannounced and ask to see my methodology. Sunflowers are numbered because chaos is not educational and hope requires a system. I run a business called Organically Grown Queen, which sounds impressive until you realise it means explaining soil health to people who think herbs come with instructions. I teach children that food...