how I got to love English gardens...

...a shot from my Instamatic of the Beatles

playing at Crosley Field, Cincinnati. I can see

John, Paul and George, but Ringo seems to

be hidden back under the tent...

Next thing I knew it was thirty years later

and I was dying to go see Sissinghurst.

is 'Jackass' still on the air?

cos this jerk could qualify hands down: the idiot
threw out his/her tree with the lights still on it.
Today is drop off/mulch your tree day, but I
cannot participate; I still need my tree by my
side for several more weeks, sorry. Fully dressed.
And hey, when I take it down, I will take off the frickin'
lights, you ridiculous person.

sing, sing, sing to gardening year 2010...

--please, blooms and veg, survive the rain!
or, if there's none, please keep me sane!
and by the way, I'll make it plain--
you can be such a ball and chain,
but I so love this odd terrain
I'll tend to you and not complain.
[even when those times obtain
that you're a grinding rectal pain.]


whatever! On to the winter comforts of
the seed catalogues!