Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
6.11.2006
What we found in the flower garden
Our predecessor in this house, Ms. M, was evidently quite the flower gardener. At least, compared to us, since we have basically zero knowledge. Here are some pictures. I know, flower pictures are the amateur photographer's greatest cliche, but oh well. Note the "friend" in one of the pictures.
Lovely, lovely lilies. The previous owner's hard work is certainly appreciated by the new residents! :)
I've appreciated my -- "my" -- park more this year than last; spring seemed forever in arriving, and Midwesterners sure do love their blooms -- that is, when they're not atrociously pruning forsythia into shapes that make this Southern girl shriek -- but I'll vicariously enjoy the greenscape in which you have to play.
"I am grown at length to see into the vanity of the world more than ever I did, and now I condemn myself for nothing so much as playing the dolt in print . . . . There is nothing that if a man list he may not wrest or pervert. I cannot forbid any to think villainously, Sed caveat emptor, let the interpreter beware; for none ever heard me make allegories of an idle text."
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Lovely, lovely lilies. The previous owner's hard work is certainly appreciated by the new residents! :)
I've appreciated my -- "my" -- park more this year than last; spring seemed forever in arriving, and Midwesterners sure do love their blooms -- that is, when they're not atrociously pruning forsythia into shapes that make this Southern girl shriek -- but I'll vicariously enjoy the greenscape in which you have to play.
Yes, even the lawn tractor....
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