Some days stand out in marked contrast from one another in one’s mind, eve as gems for years – precious memories. Other days seem like a dull grey boredom that one would like to just wipe out. There were two years when I was able to work as a trainee to the Master Gardener of estates for wealthy urban people – the yards of rich people. They are often a little more or differently complicated than poorer peoples’ yards. You’ve seen pix of hedgerow mazes, so you know what I mean. Anyway, when I did that, one of many lessons was to recognize and accept wash outs as well as working days and to differentiate them from off season.
Some days there is really not much one can do, other than have the sense to accept the conditions one is really dealing with.
By the way, most of you know, but there are 3 weeks in the late Spring after a rain when growth speeds up about 7 notches. If you don’t pay attention the right way at that time, your yard could be a mess for the rest of the year: weeds don’t care whether or not your wealthy, middle class or poor but will notice if they are fertilized, torn out, or left to do their thing without interference.
What you may not have expected from ‘just the gardeners’ was that there was more than Master’s degree, and multiple professional and high level amateur writers as well as Mums and Ravers on the small crews I worked with. I’m just telling you because I don’t know what your stereotypes about rich peoples’ gardener’s are. Rumor has it the gardeners are most likely to accommodate an aristocrat’s need or desire for an extramarital affair. You’ve actually met and all of that. Funny or sad but true?
That’s not what happens most days.
I’m not sure what I was getting at other than that some days just are or seem like repeats of other days, but some events stand out in our minds even years later.
Most of you are aware that this is the blog of a writer. Is that all there is to me? I hope to God/ess not!! Philosophy is a specialty as is fiction writing. In reality, sometimes I also paint. The painting has not earned me money. Writing and philosophy have earned me more than being a part time gardener for wealthy clients in Indianapolis, thanks to Ye Olde Greene Thumb and Paula Baumgartner …It took a while, but now the truth is that I have earned more writing than gardening professionally but have still earned more gardening than teaching philosophy or selling books of philosophy I have actually authored. Tremendous insights can be gained from many types of work if one takes a certain attitude towards the efforts. Paula and a number of the other women on the crew in 2002 also write and edit professionally in English. Strange, perhaps, but the truth. Others would just laugh and think ‘Of course the poor writer needs an additional source of income’ – ha ha, how funny to imagine otherwise…We have heard that JK Rowling has been such a poor writer and single Mum as to have been reduced to living out of her car and went on to achieve billionaire status by delighting generations with the Harry Potter stories…and during the past decade has been so rich she gave loads of money away to help others and she is still rich even though she did. Wow.
Hopefully, in 2013 I will have enough luck that I am able to do some author’s talks and book signings and sell some copies of the humble philosophy starter book Five Big Questions in Life and how to answer them. If you are intrigued and curious about philosophy but put off by tomes of knowledge this book is for you. Also, if you have entered college freshman philosophy and could use some supplemental help, this book is also for you. You can get yours now, right here: