You know, it’s funny, but I can find fifty other things to do rather than clean my house, even watching paint dry. But give me some nice days like we had this weekend, and I kind of love weeding beyond all reason. I like the dirt and the sun on my skin. I like being close enough to my small plants to get a good look at them. And I love piling things in the compost pile.
It just doesn’t feel like a chore at all to me.
It reminds me of being small and playing in the dirt.
And in spite of the fact that I had only marigolds and the one Mexican sunflower in my butterfly garden this year, after getting in there and looking at the things that are growing, I feel pretty confident about having a garden full of coneflowers and black eyed susans next year.
I’m going to try to read it before then.
Just, you know, to familiarize myself with it.
Ha, I loved this article so much because you can practically see the Sunday School teacher in Laura Bush coming out, trying to smooth things over, reassuring everyone that they have the right to be heard and that they have a responsibility to listen.
And in that way that it’s not until she’s done and you think about it later that you’re like “Hey, wait a second.”
What people should do in this current golden age of grassroots media is, think before they speak – or post online, because actions have consequences and when you publish via the online media you are making your content available to a potentially global audience.
Shoot, at this point, you almost wonder if Hobbs isn’t performance art. One day it’s going to come out that he was Colbert before Colbert.