Wednesday, March 27, 2019

The Trellis and Me

I was in sweat pants, looking like I’d been hired as a background performer for Trailer Park Boys,  when Gary arrived with a tanker full of water. It was 7:30 am and I had to climb a ladder and onto the slimy cistern top, unscrew its cover and hold the faucet whilst the water flowed. It was cold and slippery; I could hardly wait to get down. My hands were freezing. 
But I couldn’t get down and I was too proud to call Gary for help. The ladder was unsteady; it slid on the slime on the round side of the cistern. (Great assonance, eh? I’m a poet!) I was worried about how my decent would end, but I got down with only a minor gash on my arm.
You’ve no idea how good it felt afterwards; I went into the house and heard water flowing into my hot water tank. I tried taps; I flushed toilets.
Al, the hydrologist, was due at 9:30 but I called him and put him off because I could hear water from the well filling the cistern when I turned on the breakers. I concluded the cistern’s floater switch was the reason my cistern failed because when I touched it, it fell downwards and water started flwoing into the cistern. Al agreed with my conclusion and didn’t come by (saving me money). I am smarter after every crisis.
With my water back under control, Her Highness and I went for a walk and as we came home, the sun came out. I went to work on my pea and bean trellis; it’s looking fab-u-lous (see above). I love the ‘personality’ it and the cold frames give to my garden in which nothing is growing yet. They give evidence of loving hands at work.   

Above shows progression of my self-portrait (as a person with seizures). It’s what I did most of the day yesterday, but I’m finding it challenging to draw with one eye and no gasses. (Two months to surgery!)
Do you want to feel joyous and extremely proud to be Canadian? Do you want to see stunning northern imagery and hear a chorus of throat singing? Watch Ukiuq by the Jerry Cans from Uqaluit, in Nunavut. I love the song and I’m proud to love so unique a Canadian song. This is how to achieve reconciliation. 
Today has dawned clear. It’s a nice to have no work pressing. I’ve done all the yard work I want to do. I’m waiting for it to warm up a little before planting my peas and beans. My only goal is to finish my self-portrait. I’m not sure what I want to do with the rest.

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