Jeremy Lekich is a landscape and foodscape designer and the owner of Nashville Foodscapes. He turns lawns into bountiful living spaces that please both the eyes and the taste buds, helping people connect with their food sources. He also has a band – Turnip the Beat.
Season 2 – EP 21
“Take a break from your screens and come help me move some dirt,” I say to my three boys. They oblige without fuss, each according to their age and personality. My 9-year-old excitedly runs outside, asking for a shovel; my 12-year-old offers suggestions on how to tackle this task in the most efficient way, and my teenager shows up with his headphones on, intending to help do the work but not wanting to interrupt his audio book.
My husband isn’t in town when the dirt is delivered, but he built the frames and tilled the soil before he left so all we have to do is fill it. “Not a problem” I say, feeling very earthy and strong.
I’ve planted herb gardens before — mostly rosemary and lavender in nice pots — and what I had imagined “moving dirt” would look like was something you’d see in a Real Simple magazine. You know, with the blue wheelbarrow, red watering can and me wearing lime green gloves, a pretty hat, a flowery dress and a big healthy smile.
But then Jeremy pulls up with a trailer of dirt. It’s a BIG pile of dirt. It has a strong odor, and it’s full of bugs. He hands out shovels to my boys, who in turn look at me and ask if I plan on paying them for this “extra” chore. “I’m giving you a chance to reconnect with your food,” I reply, and get to my job of pushing the wheelbarrow between the trailer and the backyard. Without gloves, a hat or flowery dress.
The healthy smile, however, forms itself on my face during that first load. Throughout the whole process of building, planting and tending my garden, I notice how it stays there and spreads joy all over me, like the vines of my yellow squash and cucumber plants.
As a “city girl,” I’ve always loved farmers’ markets, fresh food, and the fragrance of my potted plants. Growing food was something I never thought I’d attempt.
“I’ll sing for the farmers and they’ll give me food in return,” I tell my husband when we play his favorite game, “what-would-you-do-if-the-world-collapses.”
But then we moved to Franklin, TN. Perhaps it was the weather, or my neighbors, but I suddenly felt the desire to grow food. Plus, my mom is visiting for the summer and I feel like my boys need an extended chance to play in the dirt and spend some time with her. I asked around for help with setting up some raised beds and was connected with Jeremy Lekich.
During our first phone conversation, he was eager to share with me the motivation behind his work, so I asked him to be my guest on Waking Up in America.
I step out of my car wearing heels and a little black dress, sipping my Saturday morning latte when Jeremy arrives in his work truck. “Should I change?” he asks, looking at me. “No, you look great!” I say, secretly wishing I could look as cool as he did in a straw hat and a brown T-shirt.
LIFE BEFORE AND WAKING UP
“I grew up in suburban America, played a lot of video games, went to public school, and just sat in a classroom for hours on end…”
There was nothing “wrong” with Jeremy. He was a regular kid with good grades. But when he talks about the video games, I feel a little panicky. This is what my sons will say in a few years, I think to myself.
“I think about how if I spent those hours doing something, like learning carpentry or playing music, I would be an amazing carpenter or an amazing musician, but you know, I beat a couple of video games…”
He chose to go to a working college in the forested hills of West Virginia because he felt he had been cooped up in classrooms for too long. He loved nature and he was happy working on the landscaping team.
But then, he noticed just how unhappy he actually was — even though he was pursuing what he thought would be his career as a bio-chemical engineer.
“Going to class… I’d be in laboratory and I’d be around all these machines, and I’d be like, ooh… I don’t know if I can do this… Because I loved getting my hands dirty, I loved having the sun on my skin, and l loved feeling the wind blow, I loved hearing the birds chirping and singing…”
Switching his majors and choosing a different career was a turbulent journey for Jeremy, but he sought the help of campus therapists and talked it through until he had the clarity to make the most important choice of his life: to follow his own path.
“As I pushed through, I realized I needed to shed the ideas of what society said I should be, and I just had to be myself.”
Being himself, Jeremy comes alive. He radiates with joy when he talks about plants, birds, trees and playing music.
He has been helping clients to grow abundant gardens, to reconnect with their food sources, with nature and ultimately with their own purpose. We talk about the healing that this process of re-connecting can bring, and he tells me about the therapeutic garden he helped set up at the Fort Campbell Military Base.
“… Growing food and being around an abundant place full of flowers and scents and life and butterflies and bees, and birds… helps us heal from … depression, anxiety, or from post-traumatic stress from war.”
Jeremy helps me to buy good dirt and quality plants (or seeds) and tells me to have confidence because nature is set to thrive, not fail. It makes sense. Life is like that. When we trust, life expands. When we try to force it to behave our way, it is bound to fall apart.
“Wow! I can’t believe we grew this in our garden!” my 12-year-old exclaims when I harvest our first zucchini. “It even looks better than the ones we buy at the store,” my youngest chimes in. The oldest smiles at me, understanding the simple and yet most elemental joy that comes from reconnecting with our food, with nature, and ultimately with the Source of all life.
I send out a ripple of gratitude to Jeremy, who has helped my family to wake up and smell the zucchini.
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