(February 15, 2012 at 9:55 pm)whateverist Wrote: When I think about making my garden it sometimes feels right to say I am just following its (the garden's) suggestions. Does my gardening activity turn my yard into a garden or me into a gardener? Both seem true. Fuzzy enough?
Your garden is offering you suggestions, in non-specific form and language which you as a human being have assigned to more organized concepts. "Water this", "cultivate that", "plant something low here", "beans along this fence" are all gardening shorthand for an assessment of the "garden situation" as it is, and plans of action that will get your garden to where you want it to be.
It's not so fuzzy if you really delve into the biology and agronomy. It can feel fuzzy, but thinking rationally isn't exactly a force-field against feelings. There is no need to invoke the fuzzy in the garden except as a feeling. Nothing fuzzy going on. It's a machine.
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