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.

In the Forum: Willy the Shakes.

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