“And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils.”
This pretty much sums up my feelings about gardening. As a kid, I happily planted succulents donated by neighbors thinning their beds, and bought more with my allowance. I planted vegetables and pulled up a carrot or radish each day to see if they were big enough to eat (needless to say, the eventual harvest was small!).
We applaud the COURIER’s attempt to educate Claremont residents on their water bills. As your recent article, “Drop by Drop,” correctly points out, water bills in Claremont are not only difficult to understand but they also include additional charges on high water users, as well as charges for those who choose to conserve.
In other words, the private water company who services Claremont, Golden State Water, can’t lose. We get charged additional fees whether we use or save water.
It was in the Negev Desert on an archaeological excavation when I first thought about building a cistern in my backyard.
I was a Pomona College sophomore on a summer internship when I climbed to the top of Masada, the ruins of King Herod’s desert palace. Perched on the edge of a steep 1800-foot plateau, Masada stands like a sandy lighthouse watching over the nearby brackish Dead Sea. Built as a luxurious safe house for the Levantine king, Masada is an impressive example of the sustainability of Roman architecture.