"The Tree of Life is Self-Pruning" - Darwin Awards
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Please sir... may I have spring? Warm weather?
The lowliest of the low... nothing is more overused (except Shakespeare) than Oliver Twist. I'm sure Dicken's is rolling in his grave to know the multiple ways people use his poor Oliver to affect a supplication for something they want. .... But I'm desparate. For warm weather. For more than 6 months out of the year, there is snow crunching underneath my feet. I long for green things to see, and flowers to smell, and branches to prune. I'm sure that had Dicken's lived through a cold Canadian winter he would've written Oliver to say "Please sir... May I have some Gloves?", because who wants more... all you'll get is more snow.
What's that you say? Snow in the forecast? I should've seen it coming.
The real CAM (Crassulacean Acid Metabolism of course and not Complementary and Alternative Medicine...bleh) is a post-secondary student in the forgotten realms of western Canada. A plant lover on a mission to discover if stupid people really rule the world or if skeptical thinking can save us all from charlatans. (& hoping that someone will pay her to visit exotic locales and study plants)