Essays You Didn't Read
I was well into my semi-decadal cleaning of the floor
below my computers when I carelessly tipped over the bit bucket and
discovered a sludge of deleted essays. Being in a contemplative
mood, I sat back and read the long-forgotten screeds, quickly
understanding why readers never got to “enjoy” them:
Choosing Among The Lesser Of Two Evils
When they stopped carrying my favorite topsoil at local
stores, I was forced to choose among other brands that I didn't
really want. Like voting for politicians. The problem is that the
lesser of two evils is still evil. Why can't I have exactly what I
… {delete}
Do Good Neighbors Make Good Fences?
The news came that a neighbor I enjoyed chatting with
was caught selling stolen property ... {delete}
Growin' 'n' Flowin'
Stepping onto the shimmering lawn of diamond-like dew
with my viscous coffee, I felt that I was in a jeweler's display
window. Turning east I watched as the pearly morning light spread
across the hemisphere of the sky like liquid milk, spattering
cholesterol across the faces of the waiting daffodils … {delete}
Dreary
This marks the 3rd straight day of rain and
chill. The garden is untouched, and I'm trapped in the house looking
at pictures of last year's azaleas. Even the act of scraping the
newly formed fungus off the dining room walls doesn't lift my spir …
{delete}
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Garden Rainbows
I was dumbfounded to see the spectrum of flowers
catapulting themselves at my eyeballs: coquelicot, deep koamau,
flavescent and gamboge competed with grullo and zomp to irradiate my
… {delete}
Really Gross Things In The Garden
Most people would choose slugs, glistening in
their bare hands, as the number one object they wouldn't want.
However, did you ever consider how stepping into … {delete}
Boy, These Are The Best Roses!
A famous nursery sent me a selection of roses to grow
and then wanted my honest review, despite the fact that my heavily
shaded yard would not be a place you would expect to find the
sun-loving plants. In return, they would advertise on my blog and
send me a monthly check.
Let me tell you, these are the greatest looking roses I
have ever … {delete}
I returned to my cleaning, sadly aware that not
everything I said or wrote deserved preservation. The Nobel Prize
for Garden Essays just exceeds my grasp ...
