the south garden patch, mid august: last night i smiled at the single pepper that has grown in one of the three remaining pepper plants. but this morning i discovered it had been a feast for bugs last night. now i’m wearing my sturgeon face. this garden has been an exercise in futility. first i lost all the cabbage & spinach & then most of the pepper plants. the cherry tomato plants appear to be fine, but no blossoms yet.
previous south garden patch updates: [july] [june] [may]
the north garden patch, mid august: this week, within three days, some sort of blight destroyed all the pumpkin, winter squash, zucchini & cucumber. earlier this week i discovered light gray freckles & assumed i was dealing with a plant mold. one treatment includes a ground cinnamon solution. the next day the pumpkin leaves were completely gray & all the blossoms gone. then we used another organic solution, but that didn’t seem to help either. so this morning i cut all the affected pumpkin leaves & discovered one pumpkin plant with green leaves.
the corn suffered another ravaging. i suspect it is from a raccoon i spotted in late july. only the stalks remain & i plan to cut them down later today.
on a good note, the family has enjoyed zucchini, cucumber & beefsteak tomatoes from the north garden. the zucchini & cucumber plants appear to be concluding their yield while the tomatoes are just coming in to it.
maybe it’s too early to tell, but i think i’ve lost all the pumpkin, winter squash, & zucchini plants. the cantaloupe & cucumber plants don’t seem to be too far behind the pumpkin plants. i really suspect it’s a plant mold due to all the rain this area has had recently. the beefsteak tomato & cherry tomato plants appear fine.
no one said organic gardening would by easy.
previous north garden patch updates: [july] [june] [may]
yesterday i had lunch with poet donald hall… sort of… i finished reading his memoir unpacking the boxes during lunch at jack of the wood. #fb
deltafoxtrot: inothernews: FOREBEAR, AND LEGACY President Barack Obama presents the Medal of Freedom to Chief Joseph Medicine Crow during a ceremony in the East Room of the White House in Washington, DC. Obama presented the medal, the highest civilian honor in the United States, to 16 recipients during the ceremony. Medicine Crow, 95, became the first of his tribe to receive a master’s degree, in anthropology. He is the oldest member of the Crow and the tribe’s sole surviving war chief – an honor bestowed for a series of accomplishments during World War II. (Photo: Chip Somodevilla / Getty via the Chicago Tribune)
finally…
English language, give me a break. “Sanction” = to approve or to disapprove. “He sanctioned the deal.” #communicationfail
cnn video: charging for online news… features the financial times… there’s a lot buzz recently about paid online content…
@t_f:
not sure if i like sending tumblr posts to twitter… – any tumblr out there have an opinion on that feature? tumblr.com/xwz2o3b…
i like turning it off, there’s still the option box to send a post if you want.
yeah, i like that option of turning off the ‘send to twitter’ box in tumblr… i like how tumblr allows users to view their twitter feed (like tweetdeck)… it’s a feature ping.fm doesn’t have…
for almost four years i had maintained a blog (almost daily, between 2004 to 2008) & decided to pull the plug. i took a hiatus from blogging & experimented with microblogging & tumble-logging. but after reading this (“…a blog, and trace the narrative of a person, a poet…” [typing space]), i am reconsidering a return to quality blogging (yes, there’s a distinction – within the 130 million blogs worldwide – of quality content). but, i’m not sure if tumblr is a suitable format for blogging.
Getting my hair cut. Man, I wish I had the confidence to pull off a Morrissey flip. Unfortunately, It would probably look atrocious.
no way… just got my hair but too…
Did you cut it short? What will Asheville do without you two long haired dudes? hehe
yeah, well, shorter than i’ve had it in two or three years… i guess it’s shoulder length b/c i can still pull it back in a small ponytail & look somewhat professional at the office…
it’s raining… & there’s not enough coffee to lift my heavy eyelids…
Getting my hair cut. Man, I wish I had the confidence to pull off a Morrissey flip. Unfortunately, It would probably look atrocious.
no way… just got my hair but too…
cover art for the poetry workshop chapbook. cover photo & design © 2009 matthew mulder. cover price $8. contact me to reserve your copy.
vela: So when I started writing a note, I paused after a word I typically misspell. For a second I found myself waiting for the red squiggle to appear. FML
at a poetry reading yestarday afternoon, a poet confessed to loosing seven years of poetry when her computer crashed.
my notebooks contain sketches and drafts. composing poems in analog form first is how i begin the process. entering the content into my mac is considered part of the revision process.not that i’m gloating. notebooks can be easily lost, misplaced or stolen.
still, i suspect yesterday’s prizing-winning poet uses a pc.
http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf
“give power to designers”
—Jacek Utko
For poets, painting is full of atavistic vocabularies. Painters, on the other hand, have always looked to poets to articulate what we might call their sublime backwardness.
martin earl, ‘poets & painters’
i’m really diggin the new gasoline heart album… (in know, that sounds so archaic thanks to itunes… full disclosure: i did actually download the entire cucumber riot album)…
btw, gh is on tumblr…
scumblr: microwalrus: gumnos: mediatinker.com
‘91 was the summer after graduation… this is not a page from my journal even though some of the goals are the same… maybe it’s a a post-glam rock/pre-grunge thing… maybe it’s a gen-x thing… maybe i don’t want to look at the list page from my journal… maybe…
over the weekend i was asked, on a couple occasions, why people abandon the faith of their childhood. i fidgeted, looked out the window, & offered some anecdotal comments anemic of any real answers. anthony bradley offers a more articulate response to why people move from youth group to agnosticism. but i didn’t have an answer, nor do i have fond memories of youth group.
church youth group, for me, was a dull experience in perseverance. most of the youth attended the church’s christian school. a couple of us attended the public school & were reminded that we were pagans within a cathedral. “why would i want to invite friends from school to youth group?” i asked myself. “to be ostracized like me?”
somewhere in those murky years of high school i turned to books for companionship & writing poetry for private enterprise. maybe not in the way wallace stevens did: “after one has abandoned a belief in God, poetry is that essence which takes its place as life’s redemption.” i felt abandoned, but did not seek to abandon.
perseverance, poetry, & a feeble faith have traveled with me, but members of the youth group seem to be pebbles in a path long ago traversed.
deltafoxtrot: On waters edge (via freeLeonardPeltier)
i used to play a native flute… need to get me another one & play it near a busy street & shaking good vibes into the wind…
Awesome! Congrats on reaching the bottom. I thought you might want to stay there, so no reblogs yet.
yeah, i reached tumblarity nirvana… it reminded me of an episode of the muppets… i got the t-shirt & turned out the lights… now i just want to tumble on…
for what it’s worth, the barnes & noble store now has free wifi… tried it last night… they’re open ‘til 10 p.m. …
some days the office is the loneliest place in the world…
Coffeehouse Junkie 