Just harvested my first ginger root! Have never grown tumeric or ginger root Rhizomes. It felt so uplifting to dig my hands into the soil and feel the Rhizomes. This spring and summer gardening was depressing and most herbs and vegetables struggled to survive. Between days and days of clouds and rain and my tired mind and body, the gardens suffered. Looking back now I can see how weary and out-of-sorts I was. Sleep was interrupted by a busy mind. Without a full restful sleep my brain was foggy many days. I'm finally coping better, have fewer brain-fog days, and sleep more restfully until 6 or 6:30 waking without being depressed. There are fewer days that I walk around not remembering what I'm doing, fewer days that I don't care if I'm even doing, and after all these passing months have fewer bursts of tears that sneak up and catch me unexpectedly. I can make Cliff's tapioca pudding for me now without sobbing, drive by Station 17 without aching, or emptyi