Sunday, May 17, 2009
In the used car trade, there’s the phrase “TV side.” That’s the best looking side, the one you want to show in the ads.
Everything and everyone has a TV side.
Take my homestead. I could show you the raised bed with thriving tomato, bean, and pepper plants. The raised bed is surrounded by some David Austin roses, night-blooming Jasmine, espaliered apple, quince, rosemary, living lawn…
And then we wander over to the crash and burn side. It’s a bit like a moonscape over here. The melons consider whether this planet is worth the effort. The corn clearly is heading back to Oklahoma, in spirit. The surrounding grass is, to not put too fine a point on it, dead. Close to here is where Albert shits out seeds after eating ten pounds of loquats a day. That dog puts on a lotta weight come fruit season.
I don’t know what went wrong. But then again, I don’t know what went right. Well, that’s not strictly true. I now know by the obvious results what worked and what didn’t.
So what I mean is, afterwards, I figured it out. And that’s fine to figure things out, we spend half our life trying to figure out what went on before.
But it doesn’t change anything. I posit these same conditions will never occur in the same place at the same time ever again. And if you use an old template for current conditions, the mistakes you make will be worse, just because you are so sure, this time, you’re right.