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Bob's
Little
Acre
Robin Ford Wallace
- Jan 25, 2019
Fat-Wah Journals Part II: Racing Rabbits and Burning Trains
One recent day the sun was shining—for once!—and I was trotting around the Four Fields track chanting under my breath: And we run because...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Jan 10, 2019
Once More Into the Breach! Wherein Your Narrator Reports from the Front Lines of the Annual January
Let me tell you about my colonoscopy. Ha ha. Not really. I just couldn’t resist the line. Sucks you in, doesn’t it? Like after that, what...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Dec 18, 2018
Merry Christmas From the Sow's Ear: Some Pearls of Wisdom (Because I Can't Afford a Real Pre
There is a saying that everyone you meet has something to teach you. I collect sayings like that, in just the same way I read...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Sep 28, 2018
Naked Came the Gardener: Wherein Bob “Streaks” for Survival (Retro BLA)
I dug this vintage BLA up when I thought The Planet's garden columnist, master gardener Ann Bartlett, whom The Planet esteems and honors...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Aug 31, 2018
I'll Never Grow Up! I'll Never Grow Up! The Yearly Birthday Bob
So. I’m a year older. Again! Don’t wish me happy birthday. It’s been several weeks ago by now—this rag keeps me busy!—and anyway I am...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Jun 20, 2018
Dirt Roads, Pickup Trucks, Horseflies and The Good Old Days: An Earnest Treatise on The Recognition
I had this epiphany the other day when I was walking the dogs: At my house our habit on weekday afternoons, when one of us is working at...
Robin Ford Wallace
- May 10, 2018
Confessions of a Half-Assed Hottie: Throwin' in the Towel at Mid-Century-Plus (Who’s Counting?)
My late mother once insulted the way I dressed, saying: “You wear all those tight clothes, trying to look sexy.” (Mothers say things like...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Mar 25, 2018
Vintage Bob's Little Acre: Spuds, A Crop for the Lazy
This is a Bob's Little Acre about potatoes that I wrote while, as is manifestly evident, still sore from a visit to England in 2005. It's...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Feb 13, 2018
Robin and Mary’s Not-So-Excellent Mardi Gras Adventure (Featuring Pink Feathers, Perdition and One S
Photo: Shot from one of a million endless Mardi Gras parades, 2013. It's Mardi Gras Tuesday. And I am not enjoying it! I have a nasty...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Jan 15, 2018
Onions Make Excellent Paperweights. Sort Of.
Editor's Note: This Bob's Little Acre is from 2013. It turned up this morning in my Facebook Memories, and I thought I'd post it here...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Aug 14, 2017
Vot? I Look Like I Got No Tomatoes?
It’s been an odd year for the garden. It’s been an odd year to be me. But I figure what the hell, I still got tomatoes. The tomato thing...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Apr 25, 2017
F'Cu! F'Cu! Two Pistols and the Great Lettuce Massacree
Friday lunch was a disaster. Lunch at my house means salad. That's life! A fat girl lives here. On occasions of special indulgence it...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Apr 14, 2017
Classic Bob: THEY’LL NEVER TAKE US ALIVE
It's tax time, I'm one civic meeting and God knows how many hard nooz events behind, criminal trials start next week and all I really...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Mar 21, 2017
How I Became a Child of Light (And Dangerously Insane)
Editor's Note: I had a depressing Monday yesterday and found myself flapping my invisible fairy wings to adjust my attitude. Which...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Mar 11, 2017
And Then You Win: A Brief History of the Dog-Free Zone (Dog's Little Acre)
Editor's Note; Rifling through the files The Planet found this vintage Bob's little Acre and could not resist rerunning it because it was...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Mar 8, 2017
Bob on Garlic: Who's the Boss Here Anyway?
Since January, the garlic cloves in my kitchen have been shouting, "I want to live!" I've been letting them. They send forth shoots so...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Nov 22, 2016
How About Them Apples?
Do you know how it feels when you're in love? When no matter how big the crowd, there's no one in the room but the two of you? When it...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Sep 4, 2016
In the Neat of the Height: Hardening in Got Weather
Despite the drooling grout that has kept the soil drone-buy this long sot hummer, I'm sappy to hay that I've harvested funs of 'tude...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Aug 18, 2016
You Want a Nice Deep Hole
Editor's Note: Since this was written, the mean cat who used to crouch menacingly on top of the freezer has gone to his reward. Another...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Jul 7, 2016
The Accidental Gardener: The Shape of Things at Bob’s Little Acre
Yesterday, while I was trying to sell ads in The Dade Planet, I ran into a business owner who didn't know who I was but who told me the...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Jul 1, 2016
The Petruska Method: Memories of Mary
Mary in New Orleans, showing Ninth Ward children how to plant a raised bed. It’s summer and I just made my first batch of pickles of the...
Robin Ford Wallace
- May 4, 2016
We Would Rather Fry On Our Feet Than Live On Your Fritos!
Looking through my archives, I found this Bob's Little Acre that introduces the cooking avatar "Chef Guevara," which I am now using as...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Apr 21, 2016
Hey, Babe, Take a Walk on the Wild (Flower) Side: Flower Power at Bob’s Little Acre
Peace, man. We have always wanted to say that. It’s what the hippies used to say when they handed you a daisy or stuck a carnation into...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Apr 7, 2016
Oops! Bob's Little Gardening Mistakes. Notably the Fabulous Fruit Cocktail Tree
In case you haven't noticed, beleaguered by technical challenges you don't, trust me, want to hear about, your humble narrator has been...
Robin Ford Wallace
- Feb 18, 2016
The Gardener As Social Philosopher (Or Why It Is Impossible to Stick to the Point)
In 2005, I launched Bob’s Little Acre—“A Gardening Column. Sort of”—with the idea of writing a funny gardening feature. I failed...
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