tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19505042.post114240992499691271..comments2024-01-29T06:02:39.583-08:00Comments on Suzanne's Bookshelf: Poirot on GardeningSuzanne McCarthyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07033350578895908993noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19505042.post-1142621285219858822006-03-17T10:48:00.000-08:002006-03-17T10:48:00.000-08:00That is what I was thinking ... I have gone back t...That is what I was thinking ... I have gone back to Abecedaria for a while.Suzanne McCarthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07033350578895908993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19505042.post-1142618699509174822006-03-17T10:04:00.000-08:002006-03-17T10:04:00.000-08:00Maybe some shorthand....Maybe some shorthand....Kevin Knoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16788817477327510023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19505042.post-1142451044130549282006-03-15T11:30:00.000-08:002006-03-15T11:30:00.000-08:00You will love what comes next. 'And what are you d...You will love what comes next. <BR/><BR/>'And what are you doing with your yourself these days?' I asked Poirot.<BR/><BR/>Casting a look at the various books around him I said, 'It looks as though you are doing a little research?' <BR/><BR/>Poirot sighed. "You may call it that. Yes, perhaps in a way it is true. Lately I have felt very badly the need for a problem. It does not matter, I said to myself, what the problem is. It can be like the good Sherlock Holmes, the depth at which the parsley has sunk into the butter. All that matters is that there should be a problem. It is not the muscles I need to exercise, you see, it is the cells of the brain.' <BR/><BR/>I believe it is time for me to look at a new piece of code. :-)Suzanne McCarthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07033350578895908993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19505042.post-1142445268105676932006-03-15T09:54:00.000-08:002006-03-15T09:54:00.000-08:00LOL!I will chuckle about this all day. Mr. Poirot ...LOL!<BR/><BR/>I will chuckle about this all day. Mr. Poirot hit the nail DEAD on the head.Kevin Knoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16788817477327510023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19505042.post-1142440761927611342006-03-15T08:39:00.000-08:002006-03-15T08:39:00.000-08:00Hi Carl,Thanks for this. I think the problem is th...Hi Carl,<BR/><BR/>Thanks for this. I think the problem is that I am not such a great gardener. Our yard is lined with spruce trees and I have been told that growing vegetables under spruce trees is a no go. Even our roses don't do very well. So we plant violets and solomon seal and lily of the valley. <BR/><BR/>However, I do love to sew. I have no dislike for the domestic arts.Suzanne McCarthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07033350578895908993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19505042.post-1142420072799018282006-03-15T02:54:00.000-08:002006-03-15T02:54:00.000-08:00Suzanne, I am proud to consider myself a sometime ...Suzanne, I am proud to consider myself a sometime vegetable and one who thinks a woman is a person. Aside from that, I am a retired academic who has taken to heart the maxim of Voltaire's Candide that tending one's garden is a perfectly worthwhile occupation, better than many others. I intend to celebrate the nearness of spring this afternoon by planting a new bareroot rose. I also think there's much wisdom in lots of mystery novels. One of the most memorable items was a comment by the protagonist of the Ross Macdonald novels (was it Harper?): "I keep looking for mercy in life, but all I ever see is justice."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com