We are not born all at once, but by bits. The body first, and the spirit later; and the birth and growth of the spirit, in those who are attentive to their own inner life, are slow and exceedingly painful. Our mothers are racked with the pains of our physical birth; we ourselves suffer the longer pains of our spiritual growth. (Mary Antin)

6.30.2006

One for the blackbird

When I planted my peas this spring, I kept in mind the rhyme:
One for blackbird, one for the crow, One for the cutworm, and one to grow.
True to form, we lost about 75% of the crop to critters. What I failed to properly calculate is that even if each plant produces 10 pods, that's only 100 or so peas--a couple of tablespoons. So far, our entire crop has been less than a cup of shelled peas. Which reminds me of another garden quotation, this one attributed to Thomas Cooper, former editor of Horticulture magazine: A garden is never as good as it will be next year.

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