hi ann,
as my daffodils dance in the wind and the fruit trees are covered with
blossoms the joys of gardening a huge. now we hope there won't be a frost so
we will have fruit this summer. one of my most favorite garden books is 'the
impressionist garden' by derek fell, ISBN 0-517-59851-5.
as for bb we will not know unless he unravels the mystery. but i hope he at
least has a few house plants wherever he actually lives.
bests, carol :)
ann klefstad wrote:
>
> Well, I'd been coming to think that bb was a very novice gardener with the usual
> initial impulse to control or kill anything that he hadn't intentionally planted.
> But if this was virtual art gardening rather than actual--then it makes me wonder
> why bb doesn't want to get his hands dirty. Hm. Most everyone I know around here
> does actual gardening of some kind or another, sometimes rather major (greenhouse
> that's heated in the winter by the biomass of a wormcomposting operation, raising
> most of what the family eats, totally organic; or the collectively financed farm
> that we all pay shares on) or minor (flower gardens, a city-provided vegetable
> plot, my bulbs and perennials and welcomed wildflowers, a friend who encourages
> the forget-me-nots that grow in his lawn, and the hawkweed that follows them, by
> only mowing paths, not the whole thing. It's gorgeous.) So gardening and comments
> seem utterly normal to me, everyone makes them here. The weirdly out-of-touch tone
> of these, though, is becoming apparent.
>
> So the question becomes: Why _not_ a real garden?
>
> AK
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carol starr
taos, new mexico, usa
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