My mother believed that digging in the dirt was "good for the soul," and prescribed it for whatever was wrong with me. Your analogy to writing is funny, but true. Bob is watching and approving of both efforts, I'm sure.
Poignant and resonant. I'm sorry for your loss. I've had several in the past year and there is no greater solace for me than time in the garden - or in the case of this past weekend, clearing brush and vines from John Swett's stone walls on the Isle of Springs.
Richard, welcome back to the earth and dirt. As for Bob and chopping wood, in fact what I remember is your visit when Bob's back was out. You, it should be said, took up the wood splitting and kept us warm for months to come. ❤️
Kathy, yes, I remember chopping wood, and I loved it, but I stayed at your home twice, and I think--but God knows, I could be wrong and be remembering incorrectly (as Gaywynn says I am doing more and more)--one time I watched Bob chop wood. In any case, I am thinking of him often.
It's a good time to be back in Louisiana. Welcome back! You describe the high of outdoor work like someone who knows what they are doing both with a pen and with a shovel. I often think of you when I am working in the trees.
Welcome home, Richard :).
My mother believed that digging in the dirt was "good for the soul," and prescribed it for whatever was wrong with me. Your analogy to writing is funny, but true. Bob is watching and approving of both efforts, I'm sure.
PS: I have enjoyed the writing now I want to taste the vegetables!
Wonderful.
Poignant and resonant. I'm sorry for your loss. I've had several in the past year and there is no greater solace for me than time in the garden - or in the case of this past weekend, clearing brush and vines from John Swett's stone walls on the Isle of Springs.
Indeed, Betsy, a garden is a healer.
Richard, welcome back to the earth and dirt. As for Bob and chopping wood, in fact what I remember is your visit when Bob's back was out. You, it should be said, took up the wood splitting and kept us warm for months to come. ❤️
Kathy, yes, I remember chopping wood, and I loved it, but I stayed at your home twice, and I think--but God knows, I could be wrong and be remembering incorrectly (as Gaywynn says I am doing more and more)--one time I watched Bob chop wood. In any case, I am thinking of him often.
It's a good time to be back in Louisiana. Welcome back! You describe the high of outdoor work like someone who knows what they are doing both with a pen and with a shovel. I often think of you when I am working in the trees.
There's nothing like it, is there?