Mom at home scientist

Ecology of my motherhood; analyzed, frugal, and (mostly) natural.


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Situational Quiz; with Facebook application

You go grocery shopping and see someone you are friends or acquaintances with. They having a conversation with someone else you don’t know about something that you overhear and have an opinion on. Do you…

  1. Approach the two and interject your opinion, forcefully or not.
  2. Quietly go about your business, and maybe acknowledge your friend with a nod, smile, salute or thumbs up, as you pass by.
  3. Try your best not to listen to the conversation.

Do you know which of the above answers are correct, follows etiquette and socially acceptable?

If you answered A, you are in the wrong. This is considered rude behavior and unless you see that they are harassing your friend or belittling them, you have no right to come into their conversation unless you see your friend specifically call you to them by name.

If you answered B, this is considered proper behavior if you are more than acquaintances and are actually good friends with the person you see. By good friends, we mean that you actually talk face-to-face or on the phone within the year about things not shared with the general population.

If you answered C, this is considered proper behavior for everyone who doesn’t fit in the B category.

The truth is, this quiz IS about Facebook. I am sorry that Facebook is so rude as to lay out other people’s conversations between them and another friend which isn’t a mutual friend where you can see it. But please, do NOT interject your opinion on these posts if you can help it.

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INTEREST IN FLOWERS

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By Jennifer Hubbard

What seeds have born
exciting spring renewal
rejecting cold
dormancy for green
lengthening days warm
bud hearts mature
pigmenting embryonic apical
meristematic bud tissue with April
showers of sun devotion
exciting electrons to jump
new rings, new lucid sweet sap
renewed interest in flowers


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ON BEING DECIDUOUS

By Jennifer Hubbard

I shed you leaves
for bare limbs
shapely against a cold sky.
In spring you fed me with your sap
intoxicating syrup, from apical bud
to my deepest root hair.
I helped you grow
from previous sapped
mutualistic relationships
while reaching for the sky
strengthening my grip in the soil
until the sun reached solstice
and evening crept back
inch by inch
lengthening shadows anticipating
a future without you.
Leaf scars formed
between green leaves.
And you,
your change so subtle
a flush in your blade
a paling cuticle
and piece by piece
the wind you jealously guarded from me
took you away.
I look down as I reach up
watch you spin and float away
Time falls back
the first frost descends
and you
decay