| Decades ago, working for $ so I could fund clay-learning time, I worked in a greenhouse and a Vermont farm. Growing food as if there'd be none if I didn't was a self-sufficiency ethic then. Now it means I don't need to drive a car in summer traffic and in April I'm eating asparagus, and collards from last year. I transplanted these outside yesterday and a cold frame has the warm-loving things. | Reading the soil that grows the leaves also tells about the light source. I read how roots in a trench with no drainage moved laterally. Is it the same with us? What humans and plants might have in common about how we all get our needs met. |
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I'm keeping them -- they might work well as texture. So many other colors to choose from, and it chewed into an unopened tube, an interesting choice, since thirty other colors were also in the cabinet. No dead chipmunks that I found. Slim pickings in the unheated studio, I suppose?
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