This is therapy with spell check. Instead of seeking answers to actual problems, however, I will be petty and superficial. It's less work. Please enjoy.
I don't know about the rest of the world, but here in Brooklyn everything has been growing out of sync the past few years. Especially the flowers. Things grew leaves and no buds. Things I thought were dead spouted weeks late. Gardening is like politics. When everybody else is busy struggling to survive, noxious weeds take over and make life more miserable.
Gardening may just be like politics, but plants were blooming long before man decided that basil must grow in absolutlely perfectly straight rows. Here in east bumfuck the indigenous fauna are booming and due to a cold damp spring we had Lilac blooms for three weeks instead of 10 days. I am 98% resistant to poison ivy but not poison oak.
I'm a self-absorbed artist type who just re-relocated from Los Angeles to San Francisco to Los Angeles. In LA self-absorbed artist types have head shots. In San Francisco they have single gear bicycles, which are much more difficult to hand out. I hosted some shows for TV and TV.com, and I do stand-up.
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As long as my basil plant grows I'll be happy. Grow you bastard! Daddy needs pesto!
I don't know about the rest of the world, but here in Brooklyn everything has been growing out of sync the past few years. Especially the flowers.
Things grew leaves and no buds. Things I thought were dead spouted weeks late.
Gardening is like politics. When everybody else is busy struggling to survive, noxious weeds take over and make life more miserable.
Gardening may just be like politics, but plants were blooming long before man decided that basil must grow in absolutlely perfectly straight rows. Here in east bumfuck the indigenous fauna are booming and due to a cold damp spring we had Lilac blooms for three weeks instead of 10 days. I am 98% resistant to poison ivy but not poison oak.
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