Musings

The Botanist (1917–2012)

The Botanist pointing ages ago

Always graceful, The Botanist preferred the out-of-doors, and unequivocally thought food sacred. He worked his garden to perfection, growing a wide variety of produce for his family, neighbors, and friends.

We lost him today, late in the afternoon, during a spring that came unseasonably early, allowing him to watch the asparagus become pickable by mid-March (unheard of here in SoMI), and the weeds march across the garden plot, except for the strawberry bed, weeded with care by my bro several weeks back.