28th
Annual Herb
Day Symposium
Tales
of Texas Herbs
Saturday,
April 24, 2010
Houston Civic Garden Center in Hermann Park
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| Featuring
speaker Chris "The Bulb Hunter" Wiesinger
Check back
with us in early to mid-March for full details, schedule and a
downloadable copy of the registration form.
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Our
Speakers -
| Chris
"The Bulb Hunter" Wiesinger is
the president and owner of The Southern Bulb Company.
The company, comprised of two dedicated bulb enthusiasts (plus
friends and family), seeks to recapture something that was once
"lost" to the Southern gardener: bulbs that thrive in warm
climates, many of which are heirloom and rare flower bulbs. His
focus is to provide only those bulbs that will do excellent for the
warm climate gardener and any tools, artwork, literature, education
or clothing that supports our 'bulb habit.' |
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Chris is a
2004 graduate of Texas A&M University, where he majored in
horticulture and floriculture, and was a member of the Texas A&M
Corps of Cadets. Chris founded the Southern Bulb Co. from a college
project upon graduation. |
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Many that attended the 24th Herb Day, Tea Around the World
requested a copy of the poem, "I
Need My Tea," (click on title) that was read in the
morning. We've included a copy here. Enjoy!
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I
Need My Tea
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by
Lois Jean Howard and Wanda Bell
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My
checkbook won’t balance
The
house is a mess
And
now I remember,
Too
late, I confess.
He
asked me last week,
And
I said, “It’s all right.”
He’s
bringing the boss home
For
dinner, tonight.
(sigh)
(Sip of tea)
I
need my tea
To
comfort me.
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My
hairdresser told me
I
need to beware
That
with all of this madness
I’m
losing my hair.
My
heart skipped a beat,
“A
thin spot, you say?”
Next
thing you’ll tell me,
It’s
all turning gray.
(sigh)
(Sip of tea)
I
need my tea
To
comfort me.
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I
can’t find my car keys,
I
haven’t a clue.
I’m
late for my meeting,
It
started at two.
Oh
why did I say
I
would give that report?
Now
they’ll all know
My
preparations came up short
(sigh)
(Sip of tea)
I
need my tea
To
comfort me.
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My
boys have been crazy
This
week, night and day.
I
love them all dearly,
But
I really must say,
My
garden’s a shambles,
First
base was my mint.
They
broke my new rosemary
Where
they pitched their tent.
(sigh)
(Sip of tea)
I
need my tea
To
comfort me.
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I’m
tired of this carpooling
I’m
out of my head.
I
spend more time driving
Than
I do in my bed.
With
three little boys involved
In
9 different sports,
My
body, my psyche,
They’re
all out of sorts.
(sigh)
(Sip of tea)
I
need my tea
To
comfort me.
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Through
all of life’s troubles
If
misfortune’s your lot
It
will all fade away
When
you pick up this pot.
For
tea is our comfort,
Our
solace in life.
Each
cup will bring gladness
And
wipe away strife
I
love my tea
It
comforts me
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