Poetry Sunday: To Daffodils by Robert Herrick
Gardening is a hobby, some might say an obsession, of mine. I live in an area with a growing season that is virtually year-round so there's always something going on in the garden and I spend a lot of time attempting to grow many different kinds of plants. Many plants thrive here and it is very rewarding to watch them grow. But there are some that I've tried to grow that have been a bust. Among those failures are daffodils. You might think daffs would be easy. I mean you can see them growing wild around old abandoned home sites with no one to care for them, but there is something about the heat and humidity here, or maybe it's the soil, or perhaps a combination of both that is inimical to the growth of daffodils. I plant them and they bloom for one year and then they disappear, so I've pretty much given up on them and moved on to other things. Poets love daffodils, of course. One always thinks of William Wordsworth, but Robert Herrick was fond of them, too, and he saw t...

I'll leave my comment on your latest post altho it is actually about the previous one. Interesting question. I agree that most Americans believe global warming is a problem but they either don't believe they can help or they just aren't inclined to inconvenience themselves. Best to deny and then they won't be expected to sell that gas guzzler or recycle trash.
ReplyDeleteI think the hatred of Al Gore is just part of the new conservative movement. They hated Clinton too but he was harder to snipe at because he was pretty smart and savvy. Parrot Rush Limbaugh and Bill O'Reilly, the oracals of wisdom. Take responsibility for nothing and trash anyone with an education. They would love to join the Klan but they aren't sure where to sign up so they go to tea party rallys instead.
Marnie
Thanks for the comment, Roses and Lilacs (love that moniker!).
ReplyDeleteI really do believe that much of the absolute refusal of certain sectors of the population to even consider the data regarding global warming is traceable to their own guilt and insecurities. They are like kids who stick their fingers in their ears, shut their eyes, and sing "Lalalalalala." They see no truth, hear no truth, and speak no truth.