Subscribe to The Renaissance Garden Guy “Time and tide wait for no man… “ “Time and tide wait for no man… ” Nobody writes like Chaucer these days, and they don’t build watches – or men – like they used to. By John G. Stamos I thought the snippet of Chaucer’s line was appropriate for […]
Subscribe to The Renaissance Garden Guy Trees Trees mark the passing of time with centuries as hours, and they keep ancient secrets and harbor timeless mysteries. Their seeming impassiveness belies their power to enflame my heart and enchant my remembrances. By Allison McBain Hudson Every tree is a mystery. Each one beckons me with silent
Subscribe to The Renaissance Garden Guy Legacy Inspired by the legacy of one I admired and loved dearly, I’ve discovered some of the most important and worthwhile of my own aspirations. By Allison McBain Hudson I don’t have a bucket list. I’m “only” 53 and hoping not to kick the bucket any time soon, but
Subscribe to The Renaissance Garden Guy Summer Cruisin’, American Style. Nothing holds the anticipation and excitement of summer and reliving a Golden Era of captured memories quite like the classic cars of mid-century America. From roaring engines to sweetheart bench seats, cruising still has the power and bittersweet air of a freedom that once was.
Subscribe to The Renaissance Garden Guy Clash of the Control Titans What if you put two people with an overwhelming need to control the environment in the same space, but their respective ideas of “a place for everything and everything in its place” mean something entirely different? There may be underlying forces so powerful that
Subscribe to The Renaissance Garden Guy Irish Evening I’m forever amazed and heartened by the quiet, crepuscular triumph of an Irish evening over grey daytime skies and grey daytime notions. By Allison McBain Hudson It starts to get to me after a while, the greyness. Summer, says the calendar, but the Irish weather often seems
Subscribe to The Renaissance Garden Guy A Wink and A Dash America’s still a “proper country,” as it was decades ago when suburban teenagers went cruising with family cars. By Russ Smith Several times a week, while looking at X/Twitter, I see a post from a person (or paid-off bot) with a picture of, say,
Subscribe to The Renaissance Garden Guy Greeks and Squirrels Go the Way of Burgers and Fries Stand your lingual ground, or else listen to Greeks and squirrels go the way of burgers and fries. By John G. Stamos North America is in the grip of a crisis of immense, yet seemingly incongruent proportions. A Greek
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Subscribe to The Renaissance Garden Guy Silent Night? The last teeny-tiny little door you’ll open on your Michiana Shores Vicinity Advent Calendar will spell it all out for you: Nothing says “Merry Christmas” like M-80s, human shrieking, rock and roll, and a hearty police presence. Silent night? In your dreams, pal. By John G. Stamos
Subscribe to The Renaissance Garden Guy Inhospitable Hospitality Inhospitable hospitality is the new normal for road-weary travelers. Check in, stuff your ear canals with toilet paper, and sleep the sleep of the just. By John G. Stamos Regular readers of my material in The Renaissance Garden Guy may remember my last offering here that recounted
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