Friday, May 12, 2006

"Litttle tiny trees growin' out my yard..."

Last fall, when the leaves fell, billions and billions of tiny black acorns fell as well from my 150+ year old water oak. The ones that fell into the yard and onto the pavement got blown by the landscapers and by nature back onto the large mulch bed beneath the tree (my efforts to protect the tree's health and make my grass go away). The mulch, laid down last year before the fall of acorns, is nicely composted by now and itching to help something grow.

So now, this late southern spring, there are hundreds, maybe thousands, of tiny two inch tall water oak trees covering the mulch bed like a midgetized green forest. I'm not sure what to do about it. One giant water oak in the front yard is quite enough. So far I have been pulling them up by the roots. The squirrels have been helping ... they enjoy dining on the tender shoots and roots. But the squirrels and I are no match. The tiny trees are threatening to take over. I hate to say it but I think there may be only one solution... RoundUp.

But what would Bill Cosby do?

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Today's pondering

Faced (really faced) with death, we want to live.

Faced with life, we (sometimes) want to die.

I think I'll buy a keyboard.

"Yet" for now, I think I'll take a nap.

Later I'll have coffee.

Monday, May 01, 2006

It's not whether the stories are true...

it's whether there's truth in the stories.

Saturday, April 29, 2006

creation ... Cat creates human being



Jessie



Friday, April 28, 2006

Pippy and the wild strawberry


Thursday, April 27, 2006

Flacki Art

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

It's getting to the point...

where explanations don't comfort anymore. It's the mystery that offers hope.