“There is no doubt that I have lots of words inside me; but at moments, like rush-hour traffic at the mouth of a tunnel, they jam.” -John Updike
5.26.2011
Herb Garden: Day 9
5.22.2011
How does your garden grow?
Mary, Mary quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row.
I've had this nursery rhyme in my head since we first planted the herb garden. Here is the actual meaning.
5.20.2011
Herb Garden: Day 5
Herb Garden: Day 1
5.16.2011
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