Regarding plant theft


Growing stuff

Confession: I am a plant thief. Really. If a plant has shoots growing out around the bottom, or leaves that look like they would root well, or seeds hanging out in the open, they will end up in my pocket headed for home. I can’t seem to help myself. If you invite me over to […]

June 26, 2013

The second year


Growing stuff, Literature

In by Louis Sachar, Stanley Yelnats is sentenced to eighteen months at a boys’ penitential camp, where each boy must dig a five-foot hole in the desert every single day. Five feet across in every direction, five feet deep. “If you take a bad boy and make him dig a hole every day in the hot sun, it […]

May 17, 2013

The sun’s birthday


Growing stuff

Confession: Where I come from, this is how we do math: seeds + earth = the purest of happiness Look what my dad made me: Last night he called to say “Do you want to come over? I have something for you.” He’s pretty great. (I think I would have said that even if he […]

April 9, 2013

Two-sided living


Brain things

So much to celebrate, so much to mourn. Here’s something I’ve been formulating this week, still in embryo stage. *** What does growth look like from up above? Oh look look! A wisp of green A sprout, a shoot! Twin baby petals, lushly dainty Unfolding miracle Pulsing life And the color! The radiant, vibrant, thirst-quenching […]

June 1, 2012