"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Paperwhite status report
Ten days since anchoring my BBG Making Brooklyn Bloom giftbag bulbs atop some marble chips. And water. The accompanying flyer said 4-6 weeks til blooming, but I think the evil perfume will be wafting through the crypt rather sooner.