Word: sprigging
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...dark side street in Brunswick, Ga. And a young black composer named Walter Robinson has come a thousand miles to hear it: tones, overtones, agony and all. Call it gospel, or call it the blues. The sound starts low and shades into the sky, leaving behind an ache or sprig of consolation. "That's the sound I want," he says, as he drives toward his destination...
Joan Wilder (Kathleen Turner) is the kind of romance novelist who cries over her own happy endings and then puts a sprig of parsley on her cat's dinner so he can join in celebrating the completion of another bodice-ripping yarn. Because her life is not quite the page turner that her novels are, it is the cheerful, if improbable, business of Romancing the Stone to transform her into a reasonable facsimile of one of her own adventuresses lost in the Colombian jungle. Michael Douglas plays the footloose fellow who helps her decipher the enigmas of her libido...
...everyone on television has some kind of gimmick, so why not Rooney? And even if his weekly spots aren't always stimulating and funny, they do provide a somewhat refreshing change of pace to the aggressively serious tone which dominates the rest of "60 Minutes." Andy Rooney is the sprig of parsley, the after dinner mint to cap off a heavy meal. There is room on television for an Andy Rooney...
...until that point at which no prescription-talking to it, feeding it vitamins, watering it with Perrier or soothing it with Brahms-can rescue it from terminal dropsy. The green thumb turns down, the plant goes out, and the home horticulturist invests hope and dollars in yet another persnickety sprig. For more and more lovers of greenery, and indeed of year-round fresh vegetables, the answer is hydroponics, or water gardening...
Supervising the curtsies is Janet Tell Locke, a tiny, trim old lady with a sprig of holly pinned to her shoulder. Most of the girls know her because she taught them ballroom dancing, and taught their parents before them. She still holds her cotillions, and one of the girls asks her how the classes are going. "Just fine," she replies. "We're teaching the hustle now." Miss Locke has learned the secret of survival...