Green Deane and Tinkerbell, 1964
If you have any comments or suggestions please send them to GreenDeane@gmail.com. The B&W picture is from a Christmas long ago. That’s Tinkerbell on my shoulders. On the home page in the garden, I’m holding Sammie, short for Tsamiko, a Greek dance. Below left, I’m playing bar room piano someplace.To the lower right, in the white fur lab coat with the look of scientific curiosity, is my current research assistant and food quality expert, Oliver Whitecat. He also doubles as my laptop.
At the piano
I’m a life-long bachelor — there’s still hope for me yet! — with a degree in music and graduate studies in communications. In short, I’m paid to play and write. I’m the author of many articles and two books. Odd facts: I don’t own or watch television, and I am, through one grandparent, a descendant of a Salem witch — Susanna North Martin — and a member of the Mayflower Society. I am not a vegetarian, a common assumption. On the Greek side, my family is from south of Sparta.
Ollie as a kitten
Hobbies include gardening, cooking, collecting cast iron cookware, dancing, canoeing, public speaking, kayaking, cast netting, fishing, biking, and hiking in Greece when ever possible, and of course foraging for wild foods and other unusual edibles. I’ve planted over 12 dozen different kinds of edible plants — cultivated and wild —on my small suburban lot in Central Florida and I maintain a year-round 20’ by 20’ garden. On my cul-de-sac I am the only one without a lawn of decapitated grass, much to my neighbors’ collective horror… I think of it as green diversity. I am a not an editor. If you see a typo or something else wrong, please let me know.
And Oliver Ragamuffin Whitecat… Ollie… was found as a six week old kitten heading up the on ramp of Interstate Four in Orlando. Turns out he is a red point Siamese, or so the vet says. He and Couscous keep me company. She’s a pre-owned walk in, showed up emaciated one day, discovered food and indoor facilities and never left.
Green Deane’s Garden
