Shai – Thanks for stopping by.

Strange the way I make self-reflective associations, comment on them, you comment back and I am redirected into your poem which now comes alive in a matrix of sounds and images. Thanks. I just don’t get it on the first go.

this is an Anarchitectural moment. The Anarchitects were were a group of artists, musicians and others who gathered for an instant in the early ’70s in New York.

Said one of the founders (Gordon Matta-Clark) of the Anarchitecture movement:

‘The group’s architectural aim was more elusive than doing pieces that would demonstrate an alternative attitude to buildings…We were thinking more about metaphoric voids, gaps, leftover spaces, places that were not developed…for example, the places where you stop to tie your shoelaces, places that are just interruptions in your daily movements.’

This quote is from http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/exhibitions/opensystems/roomguide.shtm

Of course, I have only just learned of all this this morning, but I think I have a flash of insight when I read of your streetside motions, from finger-holes to balled fist, how you move from outside in.

As ever, today I enjoy again your plastic agility. Thanks!

You know, I can remember the smell, but I can’t remember whether I liked it or not! It was strong, no doubt about that.

I’ve read about baking garden soil, but that it creates an awful smell in one’s kitchen. Since I get a LOT of compost it would be cheaper than buying potting soil, but it never gets hot enough here to kill the weed seeds. And I worry about cooking the good organisms like the worms. So, I buy the commercial stuff which gets costly in the quantities I go through.

Neighborhood gardens sound like such a great idea!

Fred – I imagine these days you can just order stuff online. But I always used to like poring over the seed catalogues, especially Gurney’s, Jung’s and Johnny’s.