Garden this am

Most years I stake my tomatoes and carefully tend to them. This year I didn’t plant any. I just let them grow. It is embarrassing how much higher my yield is.

In the category of can’t beat ’em, join ’em:

Let’s see if the indestructible Tree of Heaven can survive as a house plant.

More from Anna K.

“Hypocrisy in anything whatever may deceive the cleverest and most penetrating man, but the least wide-awake of children recognizes it, and is revolted by it, however ingeniously it may be disguised.”

Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina (New York: Modern Library, 2000), 305.

1877, translated and

still… a perfect description/metaphor:

This child’s presence called up both in Vronsky and Anna a feeling akin to the feeling of a sailor who sees by the compass that the direction in which is he swiftly moving is far from the right one, but that to arrest his motion is not in his power, that every instant is carrying him further and further away, and that to admit to himself his deviation from the right direction is the same as admitting his certain ruin.

p.213 in the Modern Library Edition