tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post3940144587518429223..comments2023-10-30T09:26:32.732+00:00Comments on Now's the time: catkins raking whiteAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06972049290586377462noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-29073799055753969482012-03-11T19:28:29.207+00:002012-03-11T19:28:29.207+00:00Oh yes, we have one of those hazelnut trees, grown...Oh yes, we have one of those hazelnut trees, grown from a nut planted by a squirrel. We've never had a nut for ourselves. Yes to the mess here as well and pulling out seedlings here and there.marja-leenahttp://www.marja-leena-rathje.infonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-24100438772983647752012-03-11T19:08:35.329+00:002012-03-11T19:08:35.329+00:00Your photo reminds me of a Chinese scroll, titled,...Your photo reminds me of a Chinese scroll, titled, perhaps, "Spring."The Crowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04846997590157958766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-88803742610432822562012-03-11T17:49:52.437+00:002012-03-11T17:49:52.437+00:00When my custard ailment was its worst Mrs LdP brou...When my custard ailment was its worst Mrs LdP brought in a frail twig from which two contracted catkins hung. They were installed in a chipped drinking glass in a place where I saw them regularly. Gradually they lengthened and eventually a leaf (previously unseen)sprouted from the twig. They didn't exactly ease my tubes but they did confirm that life is more of a commonplace than death. That helped.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.com