Land of Seven Seasons In the Sun


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But we've got monsoons. Dependably every year. It is our seventh season in the sun. And it is more wonderful than anything Fresno, California can produce; it is even greater than their raisins in the sun; it is even greater than their raisins in their boxes. Perhaps eventually our researchers will breed more and better, less thirsty, species for our shorter growing season.

If my mother were alive, probably in New Mexico, a month from tomorrow, she would be a piano, with 88 years instead of keys. Living with the same Alzheimer's Disease, her mother also lived two decades shorter than she should.

Alzheimer's Disease is not inherited, so they say. But social inheritance includes food and eating patterns, according to me.

Some say this is a century of progress. I mark with red eyes my family's unnecessary decline in the face of sure and certain knowledge it didn't have to be as it will be a month from tomorrow.

There are crops for the xeric area in which I currently live. They aren't currently popular, but they will be soon. Perhaps you should buy your apples all waxed, red-dyed, and gleaming, looking ever so much as good as my mother did, say in the Indian spring summer of her high school senior year.

Perhaps you should buy apples equally nutritious out of a box that comes from an area with seven seasons under this same sun, one of which is a monsoon.

Vera Berniece,
they warned you about grease
but said nothing about
salt and sugar.

Mom, Grandmom, both with Xeric roses, this and the following Web site are dedicated to you:

http://www.computerhealthinfo.com

I keep miniature roses as houseplants in a southern window and I water them as regularly as they require. One of them I keep for my mother, whose friends called her "Vip;" the other I keep for my grandmother, known appropriately as Flora. A neighbor has roses planted in what he calls his lawn when it's green. They are some of the most miserable roses I've ever seen. I call my roses "xeric" because they are as small as I can get them and therefore use less water. Roses aren't meant to be miserable, so I'll keep my roses in the house, where I can water them as much as they need without affecting my xeric landscape.

Yes, I'll eventually try Rosa harisonii, Harison's yellow rose, and others which are better acclimated to aridity, such as Rosa rugosa Ramanas rose or sea tomato, one of the more practical roses because it's fruit can be used in preserves. Perhaps then "Vip" and "Flora," two hardier roses, will actually be xeric, and can move outside where they'll be roses under the sun of the southwest's seven seasons.

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