Pied Beauty

Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889)

Glory be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:

Praise him.

Showing posts with label mulch. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Black Mulch

What's the deal with black mulch?  I don't want to get into that whole discussion of why people would want to put painted mulch on their flowerbeds.  I just want to understand what the attraction is.  What's the look you're going for?
PS:  I don't personally care one way or the other what color mulch you use.  I have a strong lobby here for pink or purple mulch...

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