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I digress

I digress
I was gardening
It is spring after all

I love husbandry,
sprouting life from seed
fostering grass
to a carpet
of accomplishment

Thereís something therapeutic about
being occupied in fresh life

I find pruning and watering
compost and fertilizing
much like parenting really
You nourish
You nurture
You protect
They mature - they respond
with buds of colour
Strength in their trunks
Rich texture to their leaves

I digress
So I was gardening

An automobile which must have been
as old as the driver
white haired
crinkled skin
abrasive hands
broke down, outside my gate

Rattled itís side panels
like a belly dancerís
shimmy-shake
I love dancing
any dancing
I find rhythm and timing
movement and discipline
much like parenting really
You prepare
You practice
You perform
when itís most needed
They laugh, sing
and learn from
the allegiance

I digress
So I was gardening

This gentleman
eighty in the shade
Gets out of his car
starts to try and push it
up the road

I do my running, jump and sprint
to assist
tell him
to get in to the car
I push this
vehicle up the road
to his house

We stop
We discuss things
things like
the cost of living
the petrol pump
on his car
(Its apparently no good
and he canít find a new one)
We discuss his children
they changed their religion
then stopped talking to him
Not because he has issue
with the new faith
But because he wonít join theirs
[I think there is something in that]
We discuss his late wife
I see undying love in his eyes
as he speaks.

He offers me coffee
damn itís
cheap instant
but itís the best coffee
Iíve had in ages
Thereís something
lovely about coffee made with care
I sip at it
he gulps it down

Gets up
opens the car bonnet
starts sucking petrol
out the fuel pump

I stand staring
He says

ďYou digress
you were gardeningĒ

I love old people
Thereís something liberating
in their raw honesty
the life theyíve lived
educates us
Much like parenting really

I digress
I was gardening

I love gardening
life happens
in a garden

-x-
RevolutionAL
Written by RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)
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