Depending upon how the beds are
counted, the gravel bed is either the twelfth bed or the thirteenth
But it was I recall the
enabling concept of Xylophone that put geometry back into a confused
process of vegetable garden expansion. And here I think of the
gravel bed as a bass note on the Xylophone. So perhaps it is
necessary to maintain the conceptual flow of this new part of the garden
empire by contemplating the tone of those vegetables that might match the
bass notes from the gravel bed.
Fortunately or unfortunately the vegetable garden is headed toward fruits
and berries. Which are plants that can quickly be granted high
notes. Little pings in the register, the sort of sound a triangle
makes. And yet I think of Mango as a bass note, which might suggest
tone emerges from the manner of eating.
I say this because Mango is best eaten while naked amongst the surf of a
tropical beach. Whereas a strawberry is better grasped in
association with silver spoons, nutpicks, Edwardian portions of
double-cream and all those frailties associated with long fingernails.
Potatoes are bass notes, as are
turnips and those characters who lurk unseen until harvest. Through
long months their growing status revealed only through the health of leaves
and beggared by a constant suspicion that something is wrong
underground. Here the bass note in theater suggests doom and despondency,
and this may offer further insight into the distribution of sound across the
panoply of cousins. So tone might not be so much in the manner
of eating, rather in the manner of growing.
Then when the garden fork is in the
potato bed and a new potato is sifted from perfect tilth, I am certain I
hear high notes. But if the earth is dry clay, and the potato is
mangled by stones and other manifestations of idleness, I hear the deep bell
of poor husbandry.
It is a complexity of sound emanating
from the Xylophone beds, and I have five more notes to make. But I do
suspect that on the west end, many feet away from the gravel bed, there may
be the high pitch of Raspberry prickles.