Suburban Hippy

When I moved to the suburbs after years of city dwelling, I had a hard time with it all. One of the ways that I got over suburban shock was to imagine I was Vanessa Bell and be an eccentric British woman with a garden. I don't know how well I succeeded. I finally invested in a good handbag this weekend, and I think a good handbag means eviction from the hippy club.

Anyhow, I was amused to read that I wasn't the only one who used Bloombery to overcome Suburban Shock.  Read about Frances Palmer.

I am enjoying the gardening, though not in hot muggy days like this. Check out Echidne's garden and Kieran's weed.

Comments

[Teresa]

While it's true that any true hippie would make their own handbag out of previously used clothing, I think investing in one handbag from the store is not immediate grounds for turning in your hippie card. Now if you buy another....

:)

[Mrs. Coulter]

I succumbed to tomato lust and planted three tomato plants in the one truly sunny spot we have (right next to the house). I also planted four basil plants, but some creepy crawly is mocking me by munching big holes in the leaves. My dreams of pesto and capresi salads will not be mocked!