Really? That's interesting. Now let's talk more about me…
I was raised by two hard-working parents but it was more my mother who formed the way I work on the home front (and yes, Dad, I do know that you make a good stew). It was not unusual for my Mum to shift a load of topsoil or stack a cord of wood in a day and then head inside to sew some curtains, for example. She is not one to sit down for any length of time. Growing up, if my Dad asked, “Where’s your mother?” one of us might answer, “She’s outside painting the grass.”
Have you noticed that when I post a comment on one of your comments, a little picture like this shows up?
Yes, you noticed and you wondered, how does she do that? The simple answer is that I am really quite technically adept. Moreso than both of my brothers.
A few months ago, I mentioned our Square Foot Garden. I love the idea of gardening this way. It is low-maintenance, essentially weed-free, and perfect for an obsessively organized person who likes things in labelled boxes. This is how ours began last spring….
Dear Barb,
As we both know, your parents have been paying me decent money to be your best friend for the last twelve years and, for the most part, it has gone really well, especially for you. Until now, however, we have never fully discussed the terms of our agreement and what better place to begin doing that than here?
Grayson wants music lessons. More accurately, he wants to be able to play an instrument loudly and well without taking any lessons at all. So let’s talk about music shall we? And let’s start in the most obvious place: elementary school speeches.
Our recent road trip took us all the way from Ohio through to the Southern tip of South Carolina. The scenery along the way was stunning, marred occasionally by massive highway billboards that were always ugly but often entertaining. Here’s your question for the day: Which of the following slogans was not amongst those spotted on our long drive due South?
a) Rush Limbaugh: Saving the Soul of America
b) Beef: Real Food for Real People
c) Islam Rising: Be Warned
or
d) The U.S.A. Chant? Let’s Stop Doing That
Suddenly you flare in my sight, …
and once again I am blessed, choosing
again what I chose before.
- Wendell Berry
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I care what you think. I do so.