There’s been talk of Iris at Bogie’s blog. She’s blessed to have a mother who shares her plants. This Spring Cop Car will visit and they will plant iris descended from plants in Bogie’s grandmother’s garden.
I couldn’t resist sharing a picture of my iris. I counted last year, and there are more than twenty varieties.
The HUGE white tree/shrub at the house is a viburnum. The landscaper SWORE it would simply fill up the space between the windows. Much to my disgust, we’ll have to have it taken out.
Daily Archives: March 18, 2004
Privilege and Responsibility
Tonight on the news there was a story of a 14 year old boy who took a gun to school with him. In the past three weeks three children have been hit, and died, while walking on train tracks. Each of these children were old enough to know that what they were doing was both dangerous and a bad choice. Where did we stop insisting that our children make good choices?
At the end of the 1800s our goal was to educate our children though the eighth grade. Gradually over the following century that goal moved to a high school education for all. Then, those who could sought two years of college. By the 1960s it was common for students to assume a bachelor’s degree was a necessity. In the 70s, colleges stretched a B.A. from four to five years of study, and then a Master’s Degree became essential.
With each of these changes, young people were delayed from entering the workforce. A century ago, teenaged children in the working class, worked. Now we do our best to keep young people out of the economy by sending them through school.
Suggestions, anyone?
I’m planning to buy a new computer. I thought I had all my “I wants” in order until today. I was going to size a picture to embed in my blog, and was reminded that the imaging program I have takes a genius to run. My stepson is busy working on the project for me now, on one of his imaging programs.
If you have an imaging program that it really user friendly, would you let me know about it?
Microwaves
I have a mircowave with a carousel. I put my mug of tea in the microwave and it circles round and round as it heats.
Recently it occured to me that when I open the door to retrieve the cup it is ALWAYS as far away from me as it can get. Of course, that means the handle is facing away from me, too. I swear there are gremlins at work.
I’m Livid!
I don’t often loose my temper, but I have today. Mindful of the fact that youngsters visit here now and then, I won’t be using the words that are actually on my mind. I don’t intend to use the cutsey symbol replacements for certain letters, but don’t let all that lull you into thinking that I am kidding about being angry!