Public opinion does not tend to waste its time desiring what is unimaginable. But when what is unimaginable becomes imaginable by actually happening, that can also change what is then desired.
-Brian Micklethwait, who has brought more important ideas to my doorstep than almost any other person I know, on Samizdata
Wild strawberries, tiny as can be. They are wood strawberries, the kind that taste of nothing. But they sure are cute.
Not sure why the Brooklyn Diocese is determined to smear Jesus’s name like that, but let’s just say I don’t buy it.
This might just become a rose-a-rama blog for as long as my rose bushes keep producing like this.
I’m a would-be Elton John when it comes to blooms, so FREE FLOWERS make me happier than just about anything.