Yesterday, one of my commenters, Wingnut on the Loose, suggested I had been taking liberties with my readers by writing about foolish things like growing a spine, crossing the road, and eating cold pizza and Junior Mints on New Year’s Eve. Feedback is a powerful thing. Although the nature of “blogging” (if there is any nature to it at all) lends itself to self-disclosure and taking liberties with words, I want to bring my Sunday’s best to the blogosphere and give my readers what they want.
One of my friends, not a blog commenter, has suggested to me in private correspondence that there is a lack of a powerful voice in the gardening sector. She thinks I might be better served by writing more “how to” columns with practical tips. I couldn’t help but laugh when she said “I see you as the Julia Child of gardening, dispensing advice and good practice to the enthusiastic but untutored.”
Ever sensitive, I did cry a few big tears when I realized I was not giving my people what they wanted. Would they rebel and leave me? I ended up taking a very long walk to the Hampton Victory Garden, searching for the last pieces of kale in a desert of snow.
The garden is just a memory now, but I was able to rustle up a whole bag of kale. Silent and stoic, the kale said nothing about the blog.
Here’s some practical advice for all the enthusiastic but untutored gardeners out there:
Take some baby steps and inventory your seed stash today.
We’ll meet here again in a week; how about next Wednesday? Feel free to report the results of your inventory in the comments. Next week, I’ll dispense more gardening advice. I can’t guarantee what I’ll write between now and then.
Clown time is over.