John McGaw
2022-01-16 22:29:25 UTC
On the 10th of January I did a quick survey of my beds while strolling down
the walk toward the mailbox. I noted that narcissi, crocus, and what I took
to be a stray tulip or three were breaking ground and up to a hand's
breadth high. Hyacinth are nosing through the mulch. One lone yellow crocus
and a few creeping phlox and dianthus were in bloom. Don't they know that
this is the middle of the bloody winter? A week ago there were a few blooms
on an azalea at the end of the drive. This is happening in central East
Tennessee, not the tropics. How are plants supposed to survive this sort of
confusion?
the walk toward the mailbox. I noted that narcissi, crocus, and what I took
to be a stray tulip or three were breaking ground and up to a hand's
breadth high. Hyacinth are nosing through the mulch. One lone yellow crocus
and a few creeping phlox and dianthus were in bloom. Don't they know that
this is the middle of the bloody winter? A week ago there were a few blooms
on an azalea at the end of the drive. This is happening in central East
Tennessee, not the tropics. How are plants supposed to survive this sort of
confusion?
--
Bodger's Dictum: Artifical intelligence
can never overcome natural stupidity.
Bodger's Dictum: Artifical intelligence
can never overcome natural stupidity.