I refuse to accept the cold and grey. I have a Geranium in a yellow pot on my kitchen window that has been growing for longer than I know. It looks like a small tree. It came from the National Museum of Natural History, where it lived on a shelf beside a case of human skulls. I call it, “The Oracle,” and treat it so. When I am lost it tells me what to do.
I was lost, in the cold and grey.
It told me to take some leaves and add them to gin and champagne.
I did as I was told. Now I know Spring is coming…
(Note, July 2011: I first made this is early March, while dreaming of summer. Now that summer is here it is more refreshing than ever.)
Someone once said, "the wise man knows that he knows nothing at all." Therefore if I spend my days seeking knowledge than I am simply trying to be a better fool. Hopefully I will eat well along the way.