Archive for October, 2010

My love for this old-fashioned, five petaled variety of Hollyhock, Alcea rosea, is not all consuming to distraction, but is a love one might hope for from a life-long friend.  I sometimes wonder, in Michael Pollan’s words, if I chose to plant them or if they chose me?  As if there was some type of [...]

“Emily, come help me weed…”  The wave of complete suffering that went through my body was whole and dramatic.  The effort of holding myself up, moving my feet, visible.  Did I really just hear my mom say it was time to weed? I liked the planting, especially potatoes.  The eyes they grew, the bit of [...]

“Shit or get off the pot.”  This is a phrase my mother commanded on a regular basis while I was growing up and continues to utter to this day.  She has never needed to shout, these five words are enough.  Especially for someone like me with a good, Catholic upbringing.  (Guilt, duty, respect.  They all [...]