Department of Cry Me a River
The lead article of one of the sections of the New York Times last week touched on one of the defining issues of our generation. Yes, the problems that rich New Yorkers have when they try to garden at their upstate summer homes are surely worthy of almost two whole pages in the newspaper, although some might wonder why the editors relegated this concern to the "Escapes" section.
To ... ardent gardeners, the flower beds and vegetable plots of their second homes are a sublime refuge, a place to leave the workaday world behind. Outsiders might view these primarily untended plots as the weekend equivalent of work camps, full of a slate of catch-up chores and the unceasing demands of hundreds of little vegetative voices: water me, feed me, weed me, protect me. They’d be right. Second-home gardeners do have it rough.
Yes, the rest of you wage-slaves trying to cope with heating costs or layoffs or simply making ends meet don't have it rough the way that the upper crust does.
Meet your so-called liberal media.
Labels: garden woes, New York Times, second homes
