The World of Everything that Grows.
On Thursday, August 2, 2012 it rained. It has not rained for 45 days in Central Illinois. Central Illinois is known as the heartland. Famous for soybeans and fields of corn “knee high by the 4th of July,” the corn was fully chest high this year before the drought fully Continue Reading
Redemption. Rose Garden Redemption. That’s what I needed on this amazing summer morning, the year of the drought. As I observe one more mole tunnel I lament to that great cowboy in the sky just lasso my foot and drag me back to Texas. OUI moved heaven and earth Continue Reading
OUI moved heaven and earth for a rose garden. Have I ever told you why. Let me count the ways. I have decided to compare it to Sonnet 43. How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) by Elizabeth Barrett Browning How Do I love thee? Let me count the ways. Continue Reading
It gets in your blood. It’s like a fever. I’m talkin’ about showing roses baby, show roses. Once you get a taste you gotta have it. You go for the blue, all the way. You want it bad. You want to be “on the table.” Your heart skips a beat Continue Reading
“Love You Best” was what she said. Mother made every person feel they were the person she loved best. Peonies were her favorite flower. Every year in northern Illinois in preparation for the spring bloom I would take the hand tool and cultivate around each peony bush, add peat moss Continue Reading