goodbye summer (2)
If you sense that my last week "goodbye summer" was not enthusiastic - you are right. That’s because I’m not a summer vacationer, I’m summer laborer. I like my garden, I like gardening and I am good at it, but it sure grinds me down sometimes, more often recently. It’s a pleasure to take pride in a fruit picked from a plant you planted, you prepared the soil for it, you cared about it. It is so different from mass-produced things which are so impersonal, not to mention the taste. Then again, things just don’t happen. There’s hard work behind it.
I can’t socialize for half a day nor lay on the beach for half a day nor read for half a day nor think for half a day - all I can do for half a day is work in the garden and around the house. I’m a dying breed. A laborer.
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