Planting radishes is one of the thing Dorothy Day does, as described by her granddaughter in Dorothy Day: The World Will Be Saved by Beauty.
"Love, motherhood, religion--how many of us on finding ourselves embraced by any one of these would have stopped, rested, and remained? But this is the mystery of those forces that led her to go one step further, and another step, and another...
Isn't this that in-between time, that liminal space cherished by the Irish, that mysterious time of waiting and wandering?
...In coming to this part of the story, I feel I'm holding in my hands my mother's most treasured memories and her most vulnerable self."
I'm into Part 1 of the memoir, but Hennessy does a superb job describing the winding path of Dorothy's growing years, her loves, her struggles, her hopes, her starts and false starts, her uprooting and new planting.
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