learn the flowers
I’m not the best at pop culture. A friend recently informed me that Game of Thrones is not, as I believed, a miniseries about professional wrestling.
A few months ago, if given the quiz:
Channing Tatum is a __________
A) stripper turned movie star
B) wide receiver for the Philadelphia Eagles
C) celebrity chef
D) PBS news correspondent,
I probably would have guessed B. And I’m from Philadelphia.
I recently learned about Channing Tatum when my husband and I found ourselves faced with a free Friday night and a poor Redbox selection. We rented Magic Mike. Channing Tatum is now everywhere. He is on TV, in the jokes I hear at bars, and on magazines in the supermarket checkout line. He was, of course, in all these places before I rented Magic Mike. But until I put a face and a name together, I didn’t see his face or hear his name.
The same is true with plants. After I take the time to look up the name of a plant—one I believe I’ve never seen before—the plant often starts appearing at the trailhead, on roadsides, and even in my own backyard. Clearly my eyes passed over this plant before, but without a name, the image didn’t register. Continue reading