http://hegemommy.com/good-night-garden/ heg'e·mom'my (hěj'ə-mŏm'ē): noun • the social, cultural, ideological, and economic influence exerted by mommy over the ruling class Wed, 14 Dec 2011 04:52:36 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 http://hegemommy.com/good-night-garden/comment-page-1/#comment-73 jini washburn Tue, 20 Oct 2009 21:19:16 +0000 http://hegemommy.com/?p=431#comment-73 nicely said and summed up jess. i just put away the wilted remains of my little garden, a couple of tomatoes, cukes and peppers....don had picked the savables while i was away in california. i dug up the garlic...something new for me and hope it will last at least part of the winter along with the dried tomatoes and a few jars of sauce. minnesota winters are interesting, but i enjoy them...you know what to expect and learn to enjoy the quiet and the opportunity of new things and time to explore them. nicely said and summed up jess. i just put away the wilted remains of my little garden, a couple of tomatoes, cukes and peppers….don had picked the savables while i was away in california. i dug up the garlic…something new for me and hope it will last at least part of the winter along with the dried tomatoes and a few jars of sauce.
minnesota winters are interesting, but i enjoy them…you know what to expect and learn to enjoy the quiet and the opportunity of new things and time to explore them.

]]> http://hegemommy.com/good-night-garden/comment-page-1/#comment-69 Bruce Mason Tue, 13 Oct 2009 17:30:16 +0000 http://hegemommy.com/?p=431#comment-69 Nice job of capturing the essence of the spirit of Fall, a time of ending and preparing for the Winter days and nights ahead. When you work the soil, whether for survival, profit, enjoyment, or perspective, you become aware of the seasons of your own soul while achieving a symbiosis with those who have gone before and will follow. The unity of that harmony,as the earth silently crumbles in your dirtied hands,devoid of meaningless chatter, fortifies the character for the adversities called "the human experience." Thanks again for reminding all of us who are often too deafened by the cacophony of our own hubris. Nice job of capturing the essence of the spirit of Fall, a time of ending and preparing for the Winter days and nights ahead. When you work the soil, whether for survival, profit, enjoyment, or perspective, you become aware of the seasons of your own soul while achieving a symbiosis with those who have gone before and will follow. The unity of that harmony,as the earth silently crumbles in your dirtied hands,devoid of meaningless chatter, fortifies the character for the adversities called “the human experience.” Thanks again for reminding all of us who are often too deafened by the cacophony of our own hubris.

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