It starts at my grandmother's house in Luveve, the north west of Bulawayo, near Matebeleland North. I remember it as though it was yesterday.
Planting maize with my Gogo had become a season past time I looked forward to even at the tender age of five. She would go ahead of me, digging the holes needed and I would follow with a bag of corn seed dropping 2 into each hole. It was one of my favourite things to do with her. I would follow her around the garden so much, I was given me a small patch of garden of my own, underneath the lemon tree by the front gate and I would plant any and every seed I could find in that patch.