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The trips out to my insanely untended ‘Victory Garden’ have become more infrequent as the dread at finding still more tomatoes grows. Our neighbor, a man with a new-found farmer avocation, comes by every few days with bags of tomatoes, small ones, medium ones,… Continue Reading “The Elusiveness of Consistent Effort: About Gardening and Other Self-Improvement Activities”
The woman next door keeps telling her dog to sit and he barks at her. She persists. He barks more. She holds up a tennis ball. He barks. Finally, she throws the ball and he runs after it. But he doesn’t bring it back.… Continue Reading “Not Everything’s a Big Deal”
I don’t have good dirt. I have bad dirt. And because I’ve done nothing about this terrible situation in almost forty years, the bad dirt has gotten an attitude. Now, it acts like cement might if it was poured around ancient irises and holly… Continue Reading “Bad Dirt: The Side Garden”
The trips out to my insanely untended ‘Victory Garden’ have become more infrequent as the dread at finding still more tomatoes grows. Our neighbor, a man with a new-found farmer avocation, comes by every few days with bags of tomatoes, small ones, medium ones,… Continue Reading “The Elusiveness of Consistent Effort: About Gardening and Other Self-Improvement Activities”
I plant seeds even though nothing ever grows, it’s hope that I carry in my hands, planting rows of green and yellow squash, collards, and tiny hard peas, marking the burials with rolled up seed packets stuck in the fence that will unravel with… Continue Reading “This Year”
In the kitchen there is an empty egg carton and two packages of seeds, cilantro and basil, my favorite herbs. My plan is to start the seeds in the egg carton and have sweet little shoots to plant when it gets warm. I have… Continue Reading “Crop Tending”
In other news, we have red chairs on our porch. And thirty packets of seeds on the kitchen counter. The chairs took us three hours to put together. There were actually only eight screws for each chair but the spatial analysis challenge was epic.… Continue Reading “Pandemic Saturday Blessing”
My husband asked about the crops tonight and seemed distressed by my response. “That’s it? Two tomatoes and two peppers?” “One’s a ghost pepper.” “You know for sure it’s a ghost pepper?” I thought about it. I seem to recall seeing the little plant… Continue Reading “Crop Report”
The trips out to my insanely untended ‘Victory Garden’ have become more infrequent as the dread at finding still more tomatoes grows. Our neighbor, a man with a new-found farmer avocation, comes by every few days with bags of tomatoes, small ones, medium ones,… Continue Reading “The Elusiveness of Consistent Effort: About Gardening and Other Self-Improvement Activities”
The woman next door keeps telling her dog to sit and he barks at her. She persists. He barks more. She holds up a tennis ball. He barks. Finally, she throws the ball and he runs after it. But he doesn’t bring it back.… Continue Reading “Not Everything’s a Big Deal”
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