Monday, August 2, 2010
I've been outside weeding all day. It's been a messy job. All day in the hot sun with lots of time to think.
Not feeling well and letting gardens go for several years has made ideal circumstances for weeds to flourish. Two weeds in particular. Grass and bind weed. Hate em' both.
They both fascinate me though. As much as I hate them growing in my gardens and flower beds their root structure fascinates me. Especially grass. As I pull the weeds and the long white tubular root slowly pulls out of the ground, further down you will see a blade of grass start to disappear into the soil and then magically appear at the end of the root you just pulled out. The stuff is like a mess of wires connecting this way and that going in all directions. It made me think of family and the connections that run deep. Connections to ancestors that I've never met yet when I read about them, I feel immedietly bonded to them.
And then I thought about bind weed. How you can dig all you want but you'll never get the entire root and as the plant grows, it chokes what ever it has taken hold of. Usually, another healthy plant. I thought of bind weed and how it is a lot like gossip and even as strong as grass and it's root system can be, even bind weed can eventually take hold and choke it out killing it off......
And then I thought about how thirsty I was and that I'd not eaten lunch so I threw down my shovel and came in for a Cost-co chocolate muffin. My thought process is so sophisticated I amaze even myself.