here. Not everybody in my book group enjoyed Weiner's whiny humor, but Man Seeks God sounds like a book I will seek out, being, if not a "gastronomical Jew," at least, like him, a perpetual seeker.
Plus there is the coincidence of seeking out Sufism, which I did accidentally in Arizona on the desert at a Catholic poets' retreat. Haven't I already told you this story? Never mind. Let's just say Weiner and I both like the Sufi poet Rumi. So, sue me.
Woman Seeks Poinsettia
Recently I said to my husband, "I like keeping things alive," which he was happy to hear. I was referring to houseplants and pot plants I'd brought indoors to keep alive over the winter. I've also managed to keep a poinsettia alive since an after-Christmas sale at the grocery store last season. This one was thriving outside during the hot, sometimes wet, sometimes dry summer, and doing OK inside, too, until I re-located it, twice.
Poinsettias do not love this same light.
So now it is pale and spindly, but maybe, just maybe, this is the spindliness before the storm of red color?
I fear not.
For red color, tips on poinsettias, and a picture of hers, see Kristin Berkey-Abbott's blog today! And Happy Feast of St. Nicholas Day on this Fat Tuesday in the blog.