Do you have any night-bloomers? My wife and I never could get them to overwinter -- not out in the pond, not in a bucket of wet sand, not in a large tub of water. But maybe you've learned the trick.
I imagine a child. That child is me. I can reconstruct and vividly remember portions of my own childhood. I can see, taste, smell, feel, and hear them. Then what I do is, not write about that kid or about his world, but start to think of a book that would have pleased him.
Please use the comments forum to respond to the post. Don't fight with each other. Be substantive... or interesting... or funny. Comments should go up immediately... unless you're commenting on a post older than 2 days. Then you have to wait for us to moderate you through. It's also possible to get shunted into spam by the machine. We try to keep an eye on that and release the miscaught good stuff. We do delete some comments, but not for viewpoint... for bad faith.
I am a participant in the Amazon Services LLC Associates Program, an affiliate advertising program designed to provide a means for me to earn fees by linking to Amazon.com and affiliated sites.
Encourage Althouse by making a donation:
Make a 1-time donation or set up a monthly donation of any amount you choose:
8 comments:
Of the previous colors identified as 'pink', this pink is definitely the pinkest (the others were fuchsia, and magenta)
I know from experience that the pink water lilies are difficult to nurture. Congratulations to whoever set up the lily pond.
thanks.
" I am VIRTUALLY CERTAIN that if my father were alive today, he would say that Rush Limbaugh is a total dick."
Ron Regan JR
7/2/09
Pink is insistent
And demands grey or black.
Pink unchecked is distressing
As a matter of fact.
Beautiful. This one is my favorite.
(I'd ask who Ron Regan Jr. is but I don't want to FTT.)
k*thy - is that your pond? Nicely done.
Do you have any night-bloomers? My wife and I never could get them to overwinter -- not out in the pond, not in a bucket of wet sand, not in a large tub of water. But maybe you've learned the trick.
I imagine a child. That child is me. I can reconstruct and vividly remember portions of my own childhood. I can see, taste, smell, feel, and hear them. Then what I do is, not write about that kid or about his world, but start to think of a book that would have pleased him.
Daniel Pinkwater
Post a Comment
Please use the comments forum to respond to the post. Don't fight with each other. Be substantive... or interesting... or funny. Comments should go up immediately... unless you're commenting on a post older than 2 days. Then you have to wait for us to moderate you through. It's also possible to get shunted into spam by the machine. We try to keep an eye on that and release the miscaught good stuff. We do delete some comments, but not for viewpoint... for bad faith.