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Tag Archives: garden
Wanton Optimism Update (With a piece of humble pie on the side)
Yeah, right. Spinach! They’re probably just little weeds, I thought. My wife called me Friday. I was at work and she was at Jones, one of my two gardens. She wanted to know if there was anything she could do … Continue reading
Posted in Garden: A Love Story
Tagged forgiveness, garden, gardening, seeds, spinach, trust
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Drinks on Wheels
Call me water boy. A colloquial way of describing someone else doing a tough task that others benefit from is to say that person is carrying the water. On Sunday afternoon, I was that guy. And, not only did I … Continue reading
Hairbrained Act of Seed Planting Update
February 20 I’ve got a thing about seeds. I love them for what they can become. I hate that I have little power over them besides pokin’ ’em in the soil and hoping something comes of it. Three weeks ago … Continue reading
Posted in Garden: A Love Story
Tagged control, garden, gardening, hope, seeds, spring, starting seeds
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Surprise! (Spring’s Coming)
You’d think a 51 year-old gardener with lettuce and broccoli plantlings under grow lights in the front room would have an inkling that spring is on the way. So why did that flash of purple, four perfect crocus plants blooming … Continue reading
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Tagged context, garden, gardening, Life, self-doubt, spring, trust
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More Wanton Optimism: Spring Garden 2010
March 7, 2010 I committed a random act of optimism today. Barely a week after the end of February I planted seeds in my gardens. The day was perfect for such behavior, the warm sun sowing its own seeds in … Continue reading
Publicly Committing Acts of Wanton Optimism
February 13, 2011 I planted seeds today. Outside. In two of my three gardens. It’s not even March yet. It’s barely the middle of February, a fact my inner sense of what’s done and not in a garden can hardly … Continue reading
Posted in Garden: A Love Story
Tagged garden, gardening, optimism, radishes, seeds, spinach, spring
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Optimism Needs Light
January 2010 – I planted 72 seeds today, lettuce, cabbage, spinach, bok choi. I planted them in an indoor, domed seed starting flat I bought at Ace Hardware for $5.99 yesterday. I planted seeds I bought last year. The whole … Continue reading
Breaking Soil
I marvel at happy, green broccoli seedlings breaking soil after only three days, but only some of the lettuce is up. I worry when I don’t see sprouts as soon as I think I should. Planting seeds stretches my ability to trust … Continue reading
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Tagged daily sentence, garden, gardening, seeds, sentence, starting seeds, Writing
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A Hare-Brained Act of Hope
2011 – Last night, January 30, I planted seeds, a hare-brained act of hope. Green Buttercrunch, Red Velvet loose-leaf, Speckled Trout Romaine lettuces, Piracicaba broccoli, bok choi and parsley, improbable bits of almost nothing, each with a spark of life. … Continue reading