[I tried to post this yesterday, but I couldn’t get Blogger to upload the photo for some unknown reason.]
Right outside my house, quite a bit ahead of schedule (you may need to look closely): a crocus starting to bloom.
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First day of spring! [belated] — 6 Comments
Damn deer ate my crocuses.
Thanks, Mackie. Take your time and look around.
I found blogs in general that way–through Googling something or other, and finding myself at a blog and with a kindred spirit. I’ve never looked back :-).
Justitia’s blog has some of the best photos I have ever seen. Then again, I don’t study photography, so my experience is limited to the promotions on Instapundit.
I like your crocuses. Would you like to see a picture of my radishes and spinach?
In any case, I’ll tell you what else I really, really find impressive, and that’s your Sept. 15 post presenting at some length the Atlantic Monthly article by Martha Gellhorn. So get a load of this from like, Strictly Small Worlds-ville . . .
I too had been doing some work in which I cite one of her articles (from the July of ’56 New Republic) anthologized in a very fine resource, Under Fire: Israel’s 20 Year Fight for Survival by Donald Robinson, and during course of some hot and heavy Yahooing (I am usually much too repressed to Google) finally I came stumbling out from all the thorny, dry tangle of cyber-brush into the unexpectedly refreshing oasis of your blog, your citations, your pretty green apple and–who knew!?
It’s always really swell to run into a kindred spirit, and it’s good to see that ever since September you’re still hanging, most intrepidly, in there. — Mackie
P.S. As to that darling photographic quotation of René Magritte–would your first name by any chance happen to be “Eve”?
Wow, that is early for New England.
Here at 40 degrees north latitude and at 4200 feet (Zone 6), I’ve had Blue Pearl crocuses for about a month. But they are notoriously early bloomers.
Damn deer ate my crocuses.
Thanks, Mackie. Take your time and look around.
I found blogs in general that way–through Googling something or other, and finding myself at a blog and with a kindred spirit. I’ve never looked back :-).
Justitia’s blog has some of the best photos I have ever seen. Then again, I don’t study photography, so my experience is limited to the promotions on Instapundit.
I like your crocuses. Would you like to see a picture of my radishes and spinach?
In any case, I’ll tell you what else I really, really find impressive, and that’s your Sept. 15 post presenting at some length the Atlantic Monthly article by Martha Gellhorn. So get a load of this from like, Strictly Small Worlds-ville . . .
I too had been doing some work in which I cite one of her articles (from the July of ’56 New Republic) anthologized in a very fine resource, Under Fire: Israel’s 20 Year Fight for Survival by Donald Robinson, and during course of some hot and heavy Yahooing (I am usually much too repressed to Google) finally I came stumbling out from all the thorny, dry tangle of cyber-brush into the unexpectedly refreshing oasis of your blog, your citations, your pretty green apple and–who knew!?
It’s always really swell to run into a kindred spirit, and it’s good to see that ever since September you’re still hanging, most intrepidly, in there.
—
Mackie
P.S. As to that darling photographic quotation of René Magritte–would your first name by any chance happen to be “Eve”?
Wow, that is early for New England.
Here at 40 degrees north latitude and at 4200 feet (Zone 6), I’ve had Blue Pearl crocuses for about a month. But they are notoriously early bloomers.
I love your crocus image. . . very much in context, whereas mine is probably the exact opposite, totally removed from context to allow the viewer’s imagination to read into it at will. It takes two — ‘reminds me of the Harvey Mansfield “Manliness” debate. 🙂