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A story about basil
21 May 12 07:06 PM
And she forgot the stars, the moon and sun, And she forgot the blue above the trees, And she forgot the dells where waters run, And she forgot the chilly autumn breeze; She had no knowledge when the day was done, And the new morn she saw not: but in peace
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Spring silliness
11 May 11 08:34 PM
As I type this, a tiny gnat is trying to break through my monitor. "Nothing in biology makes sense except in the light of evolution." Theodosius Dobzhansky I should be crafting a descent with modification (misnamed "evolution") exam. Descent with modification
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Proust in the classroom
15 April 11 08:20 AM
I love cherry blossoms, and we live a stone's throw away from Branch Brook Park. At dusk I got my nose dusted yellow from sniffing hundreds, maybe thousands, of flowers. Photo by Cathy Elliott-Shaw As I sniffed one tree's flowers, then the next, hundreds
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Mud and blood
21 March 11 08:05 PM
First full day of spring today. I've used up well over half allotted to me in this lifetime. Got some serious planting done yesterday. Every year I am surprised at how muddy mud can be, then surprised again as I wash my hands in the sink, the dirt tracking
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Spring!
18 March 11 07:02 PM
I met the Bishop on the road And much said he and I. 'Those breasts are flat and fallen now, Those veins must soon be dry; Live in a heavenly mansion, Not in some foul sty.' 'Fair and foul are near of kin, And fair needs foul,' I cried. 'My friends are
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Time to plant again
10 March 11 07:22 PM
A few days ago I plucked a few more morsels off the Brussels sprouts. I'll get a few more yet before they bolt, shedding seeds for next year, as they have, as they will. Tonight I mixed water and peat, getting ready to plant again, as I have, as I will,
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The end of winter
27 February 11 06:38 PM
Our crocuses bloomed today. A tiny horseshoe crab, smaller than my thumbnail, crawled out of the Delaware Bay. The day lilies are rising again, like Phoenixes from the snow's ashes. All of this is more real than the nonsense that passes for discourse
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Berries
09 June 10 05:15 PM
She wrote, simply, "hi mike." I assumed I was the Michael she meant, but it does not matter, berries are for all of us, so I am using the photo. The hand belongs to Jessica Pierce , the berries to whichever mouth gets them first. *** Along my walk to
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June
01 June 10 08:14 PM
I want to crawl face down in the fields and graze on the wild strawberries, my clothes stained pink, even for seven years if I must, if they exist. I want to lie out on my back under the thousand stars and think my way up among them, through them, and
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If anyone asks, say "Limulus polyphemus"
01 May 10 06:02 AM
We're taking a bunch of kids to Sandy Hook. We will be looking for horseshoe crabs, pipefish, eels, and anything else we can legally catch and release. (Clams, alas, are out--even with a license, raking for clams is illegal in condemned areas.) Many of
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Apropos nothing....
26 April 10 05:49 PM
Yes, I know I'm going to *** in a purple basket 'Least I'll be in another world while you're pissing on my casket... Leslie likes this, and now I do, too. I woke up with it in my head. Take all your fears, pretend they're all true Take all your plans,
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Look up!
22 April 10 07:55 PM
Lyrids tonight. Be there or be square.....er, or parallelogram. (OK, here's how you do it. Get a blanket and a comfy lounge chair. Wait until dark. Go outside. Keep looking up. The Lyrids are, occasionally, spectacular. ) Hey, we're going through remnants
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Crocus sirens
17 March 10 07:25 PM
Ecclesiastes 11.1 We must cast our bread Upon the waters , as the Ancient preacher said, Trusting that it may Amply be restored to us After many a day . That old metaphor, Drawn from rice farming on the River’s flooded shore, Helps us to believe That
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September light...
11 March 10 07:05 PM
Location: W074 11, N40 48 Daylight March 12: 11 hours, 47 minutes Daylight September 30: 11 hours, 48 minutes. St. Francis and the Sow The bud stands for all things, even for those things that don't flower, for everything flowers from within, of self-blessing;
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