RE: 100 Most Important Questions Facing Plant Science Research
September 9, 2011 at 8:48 pm
(This post was last modified: September 9, 2011 at 8:49 pm by thesummerqueen.)
Apologies, Sir Pappy.
Absolutely it is, and in April I had flats of things I had started, but by the time 'summer' term rolled around in May I was swamped over and everything died from neglect and the god awful heat wave we had. Fortunately, most of my perennials didn't need much care and I still have several of my herbs. The only "sun" I was was 10 minutes on a tanning bed after working out a couple times a week, which was the only time I wasn't sitting on my ass. It's a horrible way to live.
This term, though, I'm in a Plant ID class where we get to actually go outside in the evenings and collect samples and talk about all sorts of nerdy plant shit and not stay locked up. We've used a computer once. The rest of the time we're touching and smelling and discussing and moving about the room and the campus grounds. It's fantastic.
It's like a natural high. I came home last night with my hands smelling like sweet gum and pine resin and rosemary/sage/lavender/basil from the Hort building's garden and I was ecstatic. I wanted to dance. I've been miserable this year. But fall brings with it the hope of rest this winter, and a very nice frenchman is sending me things that could be started in my room in terrariums, so like every gardener I am hopeful of another spring.
btw, gorgeous dogs they are - they have a rescue station at the Renaissance Faire here and I always want to get one. Our house is too small for another dog though.
Absolutely it is, and in April I had flats of things I had started, but by the time 'summer' term rolled around in May I was swamped over and everything died from neglect and the god awful heat wave we had. Fortunately, most of my perennials didn't need much care and I still have several of my herbs. The only "sun" I was was 10 minutes on a tanning bed after working out a couple times a week, which was the only time I wasn't sitting on my ass. It's a horrible way to live.
This term, though, I'm in a Plant ID class where we get to actually go outside in the evenings and collect samples and talk about all sorts of nerdy plant shit and not stay locked up. We've used a computer once. The rest of the time we're touching and smelling and discussing and moving about the room and the campus grounds. It's fantastic.
It's like a natural high. I came home last night with my hands smelling like sweet gum and pine resin and rosemary/sage/lavender/basil from the Hort building's garden and I was ecstatic. I wanted to dance. I've been miserable this year. But fall brings with it the hope of rest this winter, and a very nice frenchman is sending me things that could be started in my room in terrariums, so like every gardener I am hopeful of another spring.
btw, gorgeous dogs they are - they have a rescue station at the Renaissance Faire here and I always want to get one. Our house is too small for another dog though.
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