Dust Tracks on a Road: An Autobiography by Zora Neale Hurston

Seeing that look is much better than bouncing, at least in my opinion! The day I was visiting I came across a group of school children from Pataskala Elementary going on a tour around the farm. They all seemed so eager and excited to learn about the farm and explore around. Lynd’s Fruit Farm gives back to the community in not only donating part of their profits to charities but also by helping children and giving them opportunities to do fun and interesting things. Apple picking is a personal favorite of mine.

When Blanche first visits Elysian Fields we see the differences between social classes collide. Blanche portrays her self as high-class with wealth and is entering a difference social environment that can be seen as lower class. This causes a tension between herself and other characters in the play. This tension between classes can further seen when Blanche and Stella first meet in Elysian Fields. "Why, that you had to live in these conditions" (Williams 20).

Later on she would then take a couple pies home to her mother and family and surprise everybody for tomorrow’s breakfast! Her mother’s strength was with her landscaping of rose gardens; she could live on the scent of roses, if she wanted to. Lily knew her history as well as any other student her age. The countless wars were a daily routine and effective. Many citizens accepted war as the only viable reality known to them.

After Mom and Dad have said their hellos, I hurry to the door that I proudly open on my own. I have only been able to open it myself for the last few visits, and the glory of this triumph has not yet worn off. When we are all outside on the back porch, Nana hands me a warm chocolate cookie. The talk turns to the plans for the day. Mom and Dad will be helping Grampa clean out the barn, and I will have the honor of assisting Nana with her gardening.

Monet liked to paint close to home and this painting is no exception. Monet shows us quite a different picture than in his previous work. Sitting on a hill side looking down onto the city Monet captures the “real” landscape in Boulevard Saint-Denis. In this specific painting Monet captures the new houses, one of which is his, factories, shops, roads, and train stations that began to flood the once quiet area. Trees begin to grow on the once fertile farming ground.

However, Jack takes this trivial piece of history and treats himself as if he were the richest man alive. This idea of wealth without working hurts Tess and her family throughout the novel. Her family and their working class lifestyle are representative of the struggles of the working class in England. The fictional country of Wessex, where Tess and her family lived, was intended to show trials and tribulations of the rural people during the industrial revolution and social dislocation (Ghosh 6474). The industrial revolution caused problems for many of the people of Dorset, Hardy’s native land.

“And since to look at things in bloom/Fifty springs are little room,/About the woodlands I will go/To see the cherry hung with snow” (Houseman, lines 9,12). And in the poem Spring and Fall shows that humans will go that far to care for nature as another human being. Margaret, are you grieving/Over Goldengrove unleaving?/Leaves like the things of man, you/With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?“(Hopkins, lines 1,2,3,4). Time is precious. Humans gather their “rosebuds” and hold on what is precious to them.

Her age at once implies a woman almost at her middle-age who may be reexamining the dreams of her youth as she contemplates the second half of her life. Steinbeck emphasizes Elisa’s strength as he writes, “Her face was eager and mature and handsome” (Steinbeck 279). Her husband, Henry, comes back to the house having just completed the sell of some cattle. He is complimentary towards her gardening and comments on her talent. He suggests that she put her talent to work in the orchard growing apples, and Elisa considers his offhand comment seriously,... ... middle of paper ... ...’s nature which yearns for expression.

The lasting smell neither good nor bad, of cattails filled my nose every time I visited my grandma. The long hearty stems of the cattails seemed impossible to break, but they were always plucked. We longed to pull the soft brown tips apart and watch the fluffy pieces float off into the air. The sour smell of fallen apples also filled the air making a distinctive aroma. The twisted branches of the apple tree made it easy for climbing.

This chapter was filled with story of his journey how he planted thousands of apple trees across wild range of orchards and ultimately sold them cheaper than other apple cultures. The author praises Johns original way of plating seed, going from place to place and reminding us that the nature has its own natur... ... middle of paper ... ...o make me do it’’? Is the question that sprouts in Pollan’s mind one day as he works in his garden. More than most other foods, the easily cultivated, potato appeals to our desire to control the messy, nature, business of farming and feeding ourselves. The potato was also a godsend for the Irish who were unable to grow much of anything.