Friday, April 17, 2009

Back to the Garden


A couple of days ago during their afternoon walk, my wife showed our seventeen-month-old grandson how to tap the stem of a ripe dandelion and scatter the fluff. Delighted, he became an expert in no time.

When he’s a little older, I’ll show him how to dig holes and turn them into hiding places. I had a fireplace and chimney in one once. The soil was very firm and heavy around our house, so all I had to do was dig the fireplace into the wall with a trowel, and then tap a horseshoe peg down to it from ground level to make the chimney. Fuel — dried leaves, pine needles, sticks from the vineyard — was easy to come by. There’s nothing quite as satisfying as seeing smoke rise from your very own hearth, through your very own chimney, into your very own sky.


Update:
In the Forum: Willy the Shakes.

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