“Blessed Bernoulli”


Blessed Bernoulli

affects my garden so well –

no ice – anywhere!

 

  • (The two-story middle school, once when smaller my junior high and before that when smaller still the town of Sanford’s then-new high school atop the town’s only hill, takes wintery wind off 11-mile-long (four-mile-wide) Lake Monroe to its North and bends and twists both the chill wind and the frigid cold in a roiling motion which very often escapes a visitation on my happy vegetables – which I cover dutifully in case the Italian scientist’s effect falls short or fails altogether.  I even take some of the tender herbs and seedlings for Spring transplanting inside: weightlifting without dumb-bells and reward-beer nearby!)

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