"He treats his trees and plants with the same nuanced appreciation he had of his Knicks teammates when he was the playmaker, or catalyst, for their offense. 'I can look at the palms, for instance, and if I see a certain twist, I know they need water,' he said, lifting a hose to some of the many trees that bear mangoes, avocados, apples, coconuts and cherries."
-Nice piece on Walt Frazier's bucolic home life in St. Croix in the Times Home and Garden section today. Reminiscent of the so-excellent-and-wonderful story a few years ago ago about Pedro Martinez gardening in Connecticut ("He is planting. He is pruning. He is talking to his tulips. 'What about you, beauty?' he will ask in language rarely, if ever, heard on a baseball field. 'Aren't you going to grow up to be so pretty?'"). And of Earl Weaver having tomato-growing contests in the bullpen at Baltimore's Memorial Stadium with groundskeeper Pat Santarone.