"La Puce" wrote in message
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madgardener wrote:

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I'm very hard on myself, but over the years, after being sizzled by
internet strangers, I still feel the sting of criticisms. I just don't
let
them sting me as badly, is all.

The story of many on usenet I think. Rhino skin I call it ;o) And if
you don't mind, I took you to lunch today, in a steamed up tiny curry
cafe in central Manchester, and your text ended up with a bit of my
parsee dish and some drops from the sag prawn juice on it.

hmmmmmmm, that sounds interesting........I am thrilled that you took time to
print me out.......and since going to a tiny curry cafe in central
Manchester on printed paper might the only way I'll ever do it......then I
am thrilled that you considered me worthy enough to share me!

Tonight,
you're being shared with Kath, my horticulture teacher. She's from
Buffalo Minesota, left home for England around 30 years ago and like
you she says dawgs, and I just love it when she says bugs. I think
she'll appreaciate a bit of compatriot's warmth.

I hope so. If she's from Buffalo, Minnesota (two n's.....g) are you sure
Buffalo, Minnesota and not Buffalo, New York:?? gbseg then my zonal
musings must sound like tales from Florida. Her growing zone was more like
zone 4 with massive winters and beautiful lakes abounding everywhere, and
topsoil I've heard tales of that is FEET THICK!!!!!!!! I just love the
magic of internet that allows me to share a piece of myself........one day,
as I've repeated myself saying, I will find that one gardener who has
quietly read my stuff and for whatever reason, saved it in a little file of
text labled madgardener or whatever they've labled it and they'll come outa
the corner and tell me for postal fee's and paper or cd replacement (since
burning cd's is far easier than a floppy disk and I don't have a floppy
reader, anyway) they'll send me everything I've ever written since
discovering the magic and wonder of these garden newsgroups and the internet
and getting my computer. Before this, I wrote to my friends with a manual
Royal 440 typewriter!! PAGES!! Yes, my friend, Dian, out in Denver used to
get "Marilyn novella's" in the mail along with seeds, roots, tubers,
rhizomes and whatever else I packaged along at random times, regardless of
the season or time..

if that dream ever happens, THIS TIME (last time my mother board fried and I
lost a sweet lady's efforts to send me all my writings up to that time, it's
been a few years since, and I've tried to save my stuff better since then,
but even now I haven't saved everything onto disk like I should........) I
will make sure Squire saves every piece onto disk (I almost bet all my stuff
from all the years on wreck.gardens would fit onto two cd's.......) so that
I can print it out onto paper and put it somewhere until I can find a
publisher......(I say this while Maggie, my little 'Xena' female kitten is
settling into her favorite spot I've allowed her to make in front of my
monitor and behind my ergonomic keyboard....) off to wax on some thoughts
before going off to bed, hafta take Squire to his semi-truck tomorrow in the
wee hours of butt crack o'dark thirty to get him on his merry way towards
Illinois............
maddie