My neighbors are digging in their backyard right now - right now being, 11:00 at night. The only reason I can think of digging in a yard past dark involves rubber gloves and chemicals that dissolve teeth, and so, I will not venture over in a neighbor-friendly fashion, and ask attention drawing questions.
Though I turn off all of the lights and hide behind the door, I see no evidence of the Italian Mafia, or unlucky turncoat, and so, I wonder, if maybe there is a flower that can only be planted in the dark. Like a photo developed. Needing the most sensitive and difficult of situations to be encouraged to appear? Perhaps a rare orchid that can only send down green shoots if nurtured in eleven o'clock darkness, wet and earthy?
I hope so. That would make me happy. That would make me hopeful.
2 comments:
i wrote a short story once about a man night-gardening. i was pretty happy with it.
delightful.
isn't it nice when you feel happy with something you've made?
i'd like to read it, if you'd like to share it.
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