This morning as I was walking Dog, I passed by that house.
You know which one I mean, right? There’s one in your neighborhood too. It’s the one with the perfect yard.
The grass is perfectly green, the bushes are perfectly shaped, the flowers look like they were planted with a ruler and level.
Walking by such a yard used to fill me with envy and shame, for I knew I had no chance of joining their anal-retentive ranks. Frankly, I was too dang lazy.
Since then, I’ve come to realize there are lessons to be learned by lazy gardeners. Highly important lessons. Lessons that can change lives!
Okay, I can tell you’re skeptical, so here are three such lessons from my own yard.
Continue reading “In Defense of Lazy Gardening”
Recently I started a writing course with WordPress, titled Shaping Your Story. Week one was finding your angle. It’s one thing to have a subject for your story, you also need an angle for telling it.
The first workshop included this tip from Amy Tan:
I try to see as much as possible — in microscopic detail. I have an exercise that helps me with this, using old family photographs. I’ll blow an image up as much as I can, and work through it pixel by pixel.
–Amy Tan, from an article in the Atlantic
Inspired, I dug out my box of old photographs and a magnifying lens. Continue reading “Magnify the Past to Find Your Story”
We’re nearing the end of January — how are those resolutions holding up for ya? Not so good?
Never fear! We at Feeding on Folly have found the answer to make all your goals come true, and all you need do is grab a paintbrush!
For instance, are you having trouble losing weight? Continue reading “Color My World With Pseudo Science”
Last weekend, Husband and I spent some time at what only can be described as a luxurious religious resort in Carefree, Arizona.
I know, I know, sounds weird. But honestly, if you’re going to be religious, you might as well enjoy yourself.
It’s much too much to tell you about in this small post — you’ll get the full run-down on Wednesday. For today, I’m going to show you the view from our little private balcony where we ate our breakfast each morning (yeah, admit it — you’re just dying with envy right now).
It was a lovely desert mountain, dotted with expensive, luxury homes at the base, as well as on the top half of the mount.
Continue reading “A Mountain View”
Back when I was 9 years old, I devised a foolproof survival plan in the event of a home invasion. It was a masterpiece. It took into account every eventuality.
Mind you, my neighborhood was not an especially dangerous one. It’s not like there were reports of these things happening to our friends or relatives. To my knowledge there hadn’t been so much as a bike stolen off a porch, so I’m not sure why I thought there was a need for a plan. Maybe I saw something in a movie or TV show? In any case, if it ever did happen to us, I was prepared.
Continue reading “How to Survive a Home Invasion — According to a Nine-Year-Old”