About Me

!nversed Poignancy!

...I am an eclectic amalgamation of many seemingly paradoxical things. This can be exemplified in both my seemingly endless persistance on many topics and arguments, as well as my careful cautiousness on other topics and arguments. This is largely due to how astute I am of the topic: more knowledge, more persistant; less knowledge, obviously more cautious. I also have times of obsessive compulsions regarding certain things (mostly just my thoughts, however)...

Life and Death

!nversed Poignancy!

Life

An assembly

Possibly impossible

Perfectly interchangeable..

Death

That lives most upright

Beyond the unspoken

Neither a squiggle nor a quibble..

She and Me

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She

A daffodil

Tyrannizer of me

Breaking the colors of dusk!..

Me

The rising sun

Infringed with violations

The impurity in the salt..

Love and Poetry!

!nversed Poignancy!

Love

A puerile desire

Buried in the heart

Never leaves..

Poetry

Sentimentally melodramatic

Cursively recursive

My thoughts idiotic!

Larkspur..

Scribbled by Bharath C On November 30, 2008 0 Thoughts have been Sprinkled!, Your Take?
I’ve only recently started to grow larkspur.  I love them, but I don’t have good luck getting more than one good bloom out of them.  I’ll get a few side shoots if I deadhead, but nothing like the first stalk of blooms.

Strawberries...

Scribbled by Bharath C On November 23, 2008 0 Thoughts have been Sprinkled!, Your Take?
Yesterday I dug up all the old strawberry plants, replenished the soil with compost, and planted new plants (from the runners).  I usually do one row at a time, so it’s not such a big job, but I had neglected to do anything at all for 2 years, and it was time to replace both rows.  Ideally, you replace one row a year, and then next year you’ll have mature plants giving lots of berries and new plants giving large, but not so many berries.  Strawberry plants really only last about 3 years and then they get tired.  But they put out lots of free runners.  A little bit of work every fall, and you’ll have sweet juicy strawberries every day.  You CANNOT buy these in a grocery store!
I have finally had success with raspberries.  I learned from my father, a great gardener, that you should devote your time to growing things that are either expensive to buy in the grocery store (like beets), or that you can’t buy in the grocery store (like homegrown tomatoes and strawberries).   Raspberries are very expensive, and I never thought all that difficult to grow.  I think it was just a Murphy’s Law thing for me and raspberries.  First I planted them too close to the wooded/bramble edge of my previous property.   They all grew back into the brambles and I couldn’t get to them.   Then we moved to my present property a few years ago, and last spring I finally bought some more raspberry canes.  I planted them in a stupid place, next to the driveway, in front of the lilacs.  They didn’t do very well.  So this spring I ordered 6 more canes, moved the 2 or 3 that did survive from last year, and now, I have many raspberries!  I bought 2 varieties, Heritage, which fruits on new canes, and In-heritage, which I think fruits on both old and new, I’ve got to double check that one.  Anyway, one of them is giving me beautiful berries, much later in the season than I expected.  But I’m not complaining.

Rosemary!

Scribbled by Bharath C On November 10, 2008 0 Thoughts have been Sprinkled!, Your Take?
Here is my rosemary topiary today.  I’ve been clipping it a little at a time, and it’s starting to turn into a ball.

A Teacher's Note

Scribbled by Bharath C On November 03, 2008 1 Thoughts have been Sprinkled!, Your Take?





This letter was from my school teacher, Mr. Kenny..
It's a priceless gift for a student..:)

This one's for all the Baldwinians..:)



November!

Scribbled by Bharath C On November 01, 2008 0 Thoughts have been Sprinkled!, Your Take?
So it’s November, most of the trees have long lost their leaves, except the oaks, which hold on to those ugly brown leaves for most of the winter.  But one tree in my yard is at it’s peak, and it’s my japanese maple.  Every year She and I forget, and in October we say to each other, it’s not as pretty this year, but then November comes and it bursts into its full bright red glory.  A definite pick-me-up for what I think is the gloomiest month of the year.
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