The Constant Gardener
.. is not me.
The Constant Gardener.. IS HE.
Accepting said statements as truth, Our gardening protagonist knows one or two of life's basic tenets:
Digging holes..
.. And using tools..
doth a harvest yield. *
He also ascertained through sheer Darwinistic and Karmic Social Evolution that dealings with Well Dressed Men, such as those demonstrated in the following photograph, lead to one inevitable, and unenviable veracity:
Dead men tell no tales..
.. but can still remain au courant vis-a-vis their accoutrements with only a tasteful black tie and accompanying captain's hat.
* Actual Tangelo harvest from back yard.
The Constant Gardener.. IS HE.
Accepting said statements as truth, Our gardening protagonist knows one or two of life's basic tenets:
Digging holes..
.. And using tools..
doth a harvest yield. *
He also ascertained through sheer Darwinistic and Karmic Social Evolution that dealings with Well Dressed Men, such as those demonstrated in the following photograph, lead to one inevitable, and unenviable veracity:
Dead men tell no tales..
.. but can still remain au courant vis-a-vis their accoutrements with only a tasteful black tie and accompanying captain's hat.
* Actual Tangelo harvest from back yard.
posted by David at 9:52 PM
2 Comments:
mmmmm...tangelos...me want some.
M - Whenever you're down these here southern parts of San Diego, I done gots a slew o' tangelos for you.
V- Weather is nice. High 80's on Sunday, Mid 70's today. Richmond frightened me when I was but a wee lass of 21. But, having been there, I could sell basketball shoes on my street cred alone.
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