Here's another small bit from my latest manuscript--
Sleep, Creep, Leap: The First Three Years of a Nebraska Garden
. What will my wife say? I'll let you know after dinner.
My wife and I are walking the garden after lunch. She comments on how thick everything is, especially in contrast to the picture I emailed her that morning, which showed the garden sprouting in April. After the annual cut down in March, the place is a moonscape—you could play a football game here unimpeded by any plant, ex...
Published on April 20, 2011 06:39