Wrong again

It feels kind of lame to be writing about an observation that will have no impact without also explaining the problem to which it pertains.  It’s a bit like trying to explain a joke.  The best you can hope for is a quizzical expression during the explanation, with a dismissive and joyless ‘Oh yeah, I get it now’ when the story and the punch-line eventually clarify. Continue reading

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A poignancy of pears

Woodend has exploded into pear blossom.  I’m temporarily charmed.

Lets get one thing out of the way that’s irrelevant to the argument, but I’d feel dishonest if I didn’t mention.  I’m no fan of ornamental pears.  I feel a bit churlish about it, but there it is.  They can be fabulous in autumn, charming in spring, and incredibly forgiving in the summer.  But I just can’t love that congested angular branching.  It’s brittle, and looks it. Continue reading

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