Living along the bank of the Grand River on Abrigador Trail, we are now official river rats--meaning that we live in a floodplain. But the term means more than that since my initials spell rat--and the reflections are ones both in my mind and on the water.
Friday, August 14, 2009
DEFINITION of FAILURE: You know you've failed (at least as a gardener) when morning glories start growing up your hoe handle. But now at least I have an excuse for not getting rid of the weeds. I just don't want to damage those lovely little morning glories and that's the only hoe I've got. (John claims there's another hoe in the shed, but you can't trust him.)