First and foremost, I do not consider myself a blogger. I do consider myself a vacant parking spot waiting on a tractor or a team of horses. Preferably a team of horses.
I've got a sock monkey that lives in a box. He only comes out when the weasel goes pop. Now a box is not a box if it hasn't a top. And a sock is not a sock till it's been to the hop. But a weasel's a weasel from start up to stop.
It is increasingly clear to me that we would be well served to consider plants in "community" more than in single species plantings. And although I know this is a design aesthetic opinion, I think that community plantings look much better. As climate change rears it's ugly head I think that monoculture will become the luxury of fools and the childless.
On the way back from St Louis we stopped in New Harmony Indiana on the banks of the Wabash River. It was a Sunday so most shops were closed up but that may have been for the best. The roofless church was an interesting part of the visit. Would love to create something like that out at Bernheim. The town had an odd feel. Everything felt like it was just shy of wonderful. Great ideas that nearly came together perfectly. From what I can tell that might be the history of the New Harmonist communal experiment. Nearly came together. Toot loved playing in the fountain near the labyrinth.
We were in St Louis of recent for the American Public Gardens Association conference and had an opportunity to check out some restaurants. Quite luckily we stumbled upon a little Vietnamese place that boasted "the best spring rolls in St. Louis." A few friendly locals inside the joint confirmed it. It's the Vietnam Kitchen of St. Louis. It's called Bahn Mi So #1 and it's located at 4071 S. Grand Blvd. Try the Palestrinas Delight (#27) or the Tofu Xao Xa Curry (A4) Even if you are not that fond of tofu. Then we had Ted Drewes frozen yogurt which was a little further south down Grand Blvd. Next time I'm getting the black walnut. The next day, following a tip from some locals we met at the Bahn Mi So we tried a persian restaurant called The Majestic. Don't think we could have done better.
All found in the mulch under one Chinese chestnut tree on May 6th. Can you imagine the interconnection of mycellium running around beneath the surface. We give little credit to these things but I am convinced we work for them somehow. Not the other way around.