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  1. The GOP does not believe in credibility; ergo, Alberto Gonzales.
  2. If #1 is true, it is possible to explain away anything.
  3. Kirk Cameron did not prove the existence of God “without the use of faith” on Nightline.
  4. The 11,346 (and counting) comments about Kirk Cameron’s attempt didn’t either.
  5. For several readers this blog is a guilty pleasure.
  6. The Los Angeles Times wants the enemy to win!!!!
  7. Imperial actions make more enemies than friends.
  8. The chance to buy two 2-day passes to Disneyworld for $1 each is incredible luck!
  9. Temptation is seeing magazines piled high in the bin at the recycle center.
  10. It’s people like Barbara Kingsolver that make me resent the fact that we rent.
  11. Grandma did suggest, however, that we try container gardening, which isn’t a bad idea.
  12. Introduce oil speculators into a town, and everyone gets their eyeballs replaced with dollar signs, my grandparents included.
 

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13. Given my own experience with nudists, this isn’t surprising.

homeowning does not equate with garden tending… even homeowning with a plot of land.

not only do we have an oak, a pecan and a magnolia (the latter in our front yard), on every side of us, we are hemmed in by the trees of our neighbors; even were we to cut our own trees down, we would not get enough sun to garden…except in the front yard, and the mrs will not let a garden in the front… too wild and untended like… and despite the curses we hurl at the magnolia every late spring early summer, as it drops its leaves, and despite the lack of grass even because it is too shady and because the magnolia does something to the ground to make it really sandy, she will not let the tree go…

so, no gardening for us…

Point taken, but renting—the uncertainty of leases, the worry of stepping over our bounds—doesn’t make the gardening easier.

Of course, my wish to garden is really only a pipe dream of fresh tomatoes. I haven’t a clue what to do with plants except to water them when they’re dry. Tending a bean-field is a long way off for me, both physically and temperamentally.

My own experiences with tomatoes have been poor indeed. Most of them are usually eaten by insects. The only produce I’ve had success with are peppers. Everything else is consumed by either rabbits or bugs.

Renting a house is at least better than renting student accomodation. Bad as I was at it, I miss gardening. I haven’t been able to do it since I moved to England, ironically.

Why’s that ironic?

in answer to the question above

Those are flowers, not vegetables. I know all about those; what I want to know is whether England is known for its vegetable gardens! (One would think that would be obvs.)

England is the spiritual home of gardening. Or rather, the English love to garden like few other peoples do.

Curse of the Were Rabbit is realistic, then?

They do both with equal fervor, although Orwell said, I think it was in The English People, that the English are set apart by their peculiar love of flowers, which is present in Britons of all classes, ages, and both genders.

G, next time you ride the train from Garwick to London, look at the backyards of the many houses that you pass… you will see the many, many gardens

for an interesting study of gardens that have little to do with england, except anglo-dutch love

oh, yeah, and if i remember correctly there are some nice gardening scenes in Iris Murdoch’s The Good Apprentice, but it’s been a while since I read it.

I’ll remember that… “next” time.(Sigh.)

that should read GAT nor GAR...

First he ate some lettuces and some French beans; and then he ate some radishes; and then, feeling rather sick, he went to look for some parsley. (more)

Of course, my coworker asked, after hearing me read the book at story time one day, why Mr. McGregor didn’t just get himself a .22.

dudes and dudettes, I found out last night those Diznee tix are still good! At $10.50 now, they’re still a bargain!

Jim Crace tonight said that, after he quits writing when he turns 65, he wants to do three things: 1) paint post-impressionist paintings like Jackson Pollock; 2) stop being a coward in politics; and 3) “make the perfect garden.”