I am a haphazard gardener. If it likes the conditions it is forced to endure by both me and the weather and actually manages to survive to the blooming point, I will put it on my list of successes to be repeated in subsequent years. If it withers and dies, I'll probably forget what it was and try it again a few years down the line. I only plant flowers. At vegetables, I am a total failure. I flunked zucchini. My radishes never made roots. But enough flowers survive my ministrations (gazanias, notably, and occasionally a rudbeckia or zinnia or calendula) that I always sit down with the Park catalog as soon as it arrives, joyously selecting what I can kill this year.
365Caws is now in its 14th year of publication, and was originally intended to end after 365 days. It has sometimes been difficult for me to find new material, particularly during the winter months, but now as I enter my own twilight years, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to provide daily posts. It is my hope that along the way I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world. If so, I can rest, content in the knowledge that my work here has been done.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Planting Seeds Of Thought
I am a haphazard gardener. If it likes the conditions it is forced to endure by both me and the weather and actually manages to survive to the blooming point, I will put it on my list of successes to be repeated in subsequent years. If it withers and dies, I'll probably forget what it was and try it again a few years down the line. I only plant flowers. At vegetables, I am a total failure. I flunked zucchini. My radishes never made roots. But enough flowers survive my ministrations (gazanias, notably, and occasionally a rudbeckia or zinnia or calendula) that I always sit down with the Park catalog as soon as it arrives, joyously selecting what I can kill this year.
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