Nosmo King
Gold Member
I've had a tune ricocheting around in my skull all day. The Doxology. In my Presbyterian faith, just as the church elders start passing around the collection plates, the edge is taken off by the congregation singing "Praise God from whom all blessings flow! Praise Him all creatures here below. Praise Him above the heavenly host. Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost."
Why that simple, yet beautiful hymn? I,think it is because a commercial for Lyrica, a prescription drug, has music that sounds similar, particularly the last three notes of each line. It used to be the programs I watched were sponsored by soda pop or "My bologna has a first name, it's O-S-C-A-R". But now, the shows I watch are sponsored by Big Pharma or investment houses concerned about security in my dotage.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow. My bologna has a second name it's M-A-Y-E-R.
I,planted the window boxes yesterday and today. I failed to buy enough flowers to complete all four, especially after I planted the first two which are larger and ate up the plants like someone staggering out of the desert eats up cheese steaks. I was two million belles, two ornamental grasses and four vinca vines shy. You need thrillers (the grasses) fillers (a flat of begonias did the trick) and spillers (vincas and million belles)
Of course I had too many begonias, so the excess went to Mom at the Big House. I still have half a dozen sweet potato vines to plant, but they are garden bullies. They get their own containers so,as,not to crowd out the other flowers.
I love to eat it everyday and if you ask me why I'll say... Praise Him all creatures here below.
Dang it Nosmo. Now you've got it in my head and I can't bellow it out at this hour because I'll wake the entire household. So I'll just listen to my favorite version of it:
Your sweet potato vines are the kind sweet potatoes actually grow on or some ornamental variety I don't know about?
They are ornamental, yet they do.yeild an actual,sweet potato. But it's the foliage we're after.