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Tag: Mother’s Day
Crystal
For my mother
born in Martindale, Texas, 1917
In all her seventy-five years, she never grew old.
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The courage that my mother had
Went with her, and is with her still:
Rock from New England quarried;
Now granite in a granite hill.
The golden brooch my mother wore
She left behind for me to wear;
I have no thing I treasure more:
Yet, it is something I could spare.
Oh, if instead she’d left to me
The thing she took into the grave!-
That courage like a rock, which she
Has no more need of, and I have.
~ Edna St. Vincent Millay
Mother’s Day Grass
For Mother’s Day, William and Ernest gave me a Munakuppi Grass Grow Kit.
It includes a soil pellet, a packet of seed, and a cow.
The seed is Italian, but it is distributed from Holland.
The cow is a new breed: Chinese Holstein.
I don’t know where the soil came from.
You mix the soil pellet with 3 Tbsp of water, put 2/3 of the soil into the cow’s head, carefully pour in the seeds, and cover with the remaining soil. Then water and place in a sunny spot. Lightly water every day.
In seven days, grass will appear.
That’s when the fun begins. When the hair (the grass is now hair) grows to 1-1/2 inches, you can trim it, style it, or put bows in it. It will grow back after trimming.
I suppose it’ll keep growing as long as it’s watered and sunned properly. Or until the cats knock demolish it.
As I told the guys, the gift is just darling.
Tomorrow I’ll construct a place that is both sunny and cat-proof. I expect the process to take all day.
