Weed Cloth Fail
...ating from nearly fifteen years ago. It’s time to declare a truce with the weeds. As Gerard Manly Hopkins says in his poem “Inversnaid,” What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and wilderness? Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet; Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet. A programming note: my mom is still in the hospital. I’m putting the podcast on hold temporarily and posts will be light for the foreseeable future. I app...