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Turning into a Student
Well, I am really turning into a student now. I am turning into one of
those people who doesn't do anything she doesn't absolutely have to. And
what is a gal allergic to grasses doing being a grassland ecologist anyway?
Well, she's having a lot of fun once she got the prescription drugs worked
out! Did I mention she doesn't sleep too well in spring?
I survived my quarter from hell and as part of spring break went to SF to
celebrate. I wanted to go to the conservatory of flowers in Golden Gate
park, but it was closed for renovation. I haven't been there since I was
really little and I remember the humidity the most. I took this picture in
front of the building. It was really cute how some people were bending
over and looking at the flowers, so closely, like the flowers were trying
to tell them something.
So my spring break was fun and now I'm back at it, only now I have school
and field work. Field work has involved tramping around and around,
measuring distances between plants in various species. I'm trying to
figure out whether distance between individuals is something worth
measuring. I mean, is there a reason no one else measures this? Sigh,
probably. Ah well, the grad school mantra is that your first field season
is always a write-off anyway.
In gardening news, my strawberries are getting little fruits and I
can actually make salads from the yard. Hooray! The lettuce is
really delicious. My arugula is getting huge and it is very spicy.
The fava beans have flowered and also the Nasella is flowering. The asparagus that I planted wrong has sprouted thin
stalks which turn feathery as they leaf out and begin to flower. I need to
stake the tomato plants, and the Achillea I planted in
front is about ready to flower.
I had been letting the lawn in front grow and it was getting lovely forms
and shapes to it. Then I started to feel guilty for not "maintaining" it,
like a good tenant should. After about 2 weeks of feeling guilty, I came
home to a mowed lawn. Apparently my landlord encouraged the neighbor boys
to do it. The neighbor boys got a six-pack and my unending goodwill.
Apparently it was a real spider fiesta out there. I don't plan to water
the lawn, so hopefully it won't grow appreciably or need mowing in the
future. And now that the landlord has decided to increase the rent so much
that we're forced to move, I don't plan on feeling guilty about it.
Alternative thesis topic: the lawn as reflection of landlord-tenant
relations.
posted at 07:45 PM
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