Havta Write

I suppose I should update this blog (isn't that what everyone says?). But as a writer, it's more important for me to do this, and do it on a regular basis. The thing is, it doesn't pay much. Only the satisfaction a writer gets knowing they've written at least a little something, and that it's published somewhere.

I think it's even nicer to have a few photos posted. I suspect most garden bloggers living in the northeast have posted pictures of the fall color show. Here's a couple from my yard, and one of some beans.



I'm pretty sure the tree in the center is a black gum. It's not a stunning example of vivid fall color, but its subtleness at this time of year is what does it for me.




That's a sugar maple behind Old Glory.






And these are Kentucky Wonder pole beans, ready for the freezer.

The War, or any War

I've watched every episode of Burn's "The War," sitting there unmoving and spellbound. I was in the Navy, a Vietnam era vet but never saw any action. How much action can one see on a submarine anyway? Nevertheless, the Cold War was still influencing political thought when I served from 1973-1976. I volunteered, unlike most WW II and Vietnam War vets. Watching "The War" gives me reason to wonder about our human condition. Is the war in Iraq or the conflict in Afghanistan any different from past wars? How do you measure war's worth? Will some future "Ken Burns" document our present conflicts? Will some old gardener sit, watch and wonder how we can kill one minute and love the next?