1) How simple life might beas a sunflower, degree of rotationprogramedfrom birth, no questionwhat to do. On “bring a prettycaterpillar to school”day, I found myselfwith something uglythat the teacher called “A prudenceangel worm” and promptly,dangerously, I threw the jarfrom the nearest window.2) I’ve learnedto eschew ornament, to followfunction—if only till timeto dust the day’s taskfrom... Continue Reading →