Yes, I vaguely remember 10th grade biology class, when Dr. Schaffer gave each of us a seed and a little thing in which to plant it and we were to keep a daily record of its progress, which I sort of did, probably not as meticulously as I could have, but anyway, afterwards the plant was placed in the garden where it grew quite a bit larger, a somewhat unsightly weed out of place next to the lovely rose bushes, thus earning the contempt of the gardener, who later asked for and was granted permission to cut out the weed using his machete.
Wednesday, February 10, 2021
Which Reminds Me
