Sunday, September 4, 2011


September 3, 2011

Mio ranocchio bravo is capable of great stillness. He is probably not aware that, squatting on the inorganic rim of the barrel, he looks like a schematic drawing for “frog.”

On his inspiration I went to the Tractor Supply store in Weaverville and bought great tubs, one plastic and one aluminum (or steel, maybe) to increase my water gardens. I already dig a foundation for the plastic one, with more labor than was advisable on a hot summer day.

The last and biggest of the angel trumpets blooms a deep orangey-gold.

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