So I was riding on the LIRR with my daughter's Girl Scout troop and a bunch of other moms yesterday, heading into the city to see Stomp (again), when my friend Robyn starts telling me about a magazine she received in the mail that she never subscribed to.
That sort of thing has happened to me, too. I once got Parents magazine for an entire year, without asking for it -- or paying for it. Weird.
But this is even weirder. Robyn tries to tell me that the name of the magazine is --
OK sit down. No really, sit down. And make sure you have a cold glass of water nearby. You might need it.
The name of the magazine is "Garden and Gun."
I laugh and tell her I know she's pulling my leg, but Robyn sticks to her story. Now I was sure this was one of those instances when your friend tries to convince you of something you know must be a joke, and then just when you start to believe her, she yells, 'Gotcha!'
But the 'Gotcha!' never came. She went on to describe how one page of the magazine talks about composting, and the next profiles different rifles available on the market.
Robyn was appalled that anyone would even think of combining something like gardening, which nurtures nature, with something like guns, which, well, destroys nature. I still didn't believe her, but I joked about how it would be an economical way for a household to subscribe to magazines. One stop shopping: Gardening for her, hunting for him, all between the same two covers.
We arrived home at around 9 PM, and at about 9:30 my doorbell rang. It was Robyn with the magazine. "I knew you didn't believe me," she said. "I had to prove it to you."
And right there on the cover, under the big, bold title "Garden & Gun," it got even weirder: "21st Century Southern America"
Now, granted, I'm a Yankee. Born and raised in New York City. So maybe I don't have my finger on the pulse of 21 Century Southern America. So, help me out here. Could this really be it?
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LOL I grew up in the west, so I can see where they are coming from. There are probably more more households in the Colorado mountains that do own guns, than the ones that don't and a lot more people out there seem to be interested in raising their own food than I see in Boston. So if you look at it one way, it is raising and shooting your own food. My family was very much like that (growing up, now I live in the suburban Boston). My mom kept the garden and raised duck, geese and turkeys. My dad hunted for venison. The culture and mindset of Boston is so different. Most people here don't even have a veggie garden. Lots of pretty flowers though. All the flowers from my youth were wild flowers. And if you have never seen the flowers bloom in the Colorado mountains, you are really missing something. Carpets of color, but only for a short time.