It’s Monday morning and I step outside my house, pausing for a moment to breathe in the fresh air.
A bumble bee darts in front of me, busily collecting nectar, nipping from dandelion to dandelion. It’s strange to think that this used to be the start of the working week for most people. I recall all that rushing around, jumping into cars to sit in congested traffic and smile at the scene in front of me. This year it’s my turn to grow lettuce and it’s everywhere in my sunny front garden. It was paved over by previous owners but I have worked with the people in my street, over the past few years, to create raised beds covering most of the space, brimming with salad leaves mixed in with the wild flowers the bumble bee is enjoying. Of course, I can't eat all this myself, that's not the intention. I grab a box and a couple of bags and harvest rocket, baby spinach and cos. I then wander along the pavement to the community shop. I’m not sure why we call it that, it’s really a community share. Different households grow different food then every week we meet and share the produce, providing, on average, 50% of each households food. It's become quite a sociable occasion and there's also some bragging from those who might have grown the biggest cabbage or cauliflower; all good natured (I think!).
If someone happens to be busy, they'll provide a list and the produce is collected for them and left on their doorstep, same for anyone whose mobility makes this task difficult, though usually they're helped by a neighbour to get there.
As I walk along the pavement, I pass oak and hawthorn, rowan and beech all coming on well since they were planted. Then, within minutes, I’m at our community food share. I must get some potatoes, we’re almost out of them but otherwise I just pick from what’s there, a box full is enough for my family of four and we’ll devise meals with the contents.
It's 2033 and I live in Exmouth, Devon – this is my vision for the future. Adapted from a short story, first published in: Soul Fire Short Stories: new collection launched – Write On Changemakers
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