MAY 28 2008 - MOMMY and ME – BLOG # 012– THAT REMINDS ME OF MOMMY

Often, I sat out in the back yards (“yards” because me and Mommy’s back yards are like one, without a fence) and just enjoy a cigar with the evening air. Today as I sat there, I just began to see things THAT REMIND ME OF MOMMY. Many times we just hung out in the yard together and she’d always look around and began to comment on the pretty things and the things and the things that I liked and the things that she disliked . . . the things she called “ugly.”

Of course, there was my shed made of rusting metal that set amongst a thick layer of ground covering plants, the one with lots of “character,” the one she called “ugly” or “that old ugly thing.” By it, was a tree, an attractive flowering tree, baring a branch that smacked me in my right eye causing a sever corneal contusion. The branch hit me when I was cleaning and clearing out the tall weeds and smaller trees that were in the back of the shed. Every time we set in the yard, she would complain about the long lagging branches on that tree. I decided to make her happy and trim the tree when the branch almost took out my eye. That’s the branch THAT REMINDS ME OF MOMMY.

There’s a bush in the rear of Mommy’s yard that you wouldn’t know is there until the fall. It’s about four and one half foot tall and about five feet wide. It turns a fiery red at the end of September and is noticed by every passerby. That’s when Mommy notices it too. She would insist that the tree was never there until that time of the year. She just wouldn’t believe that it has always been there, but she would surely notice it when it turned fiery red. She always insisted that I planted it there to surprise her. It’s just another thing in the yard THAT REMINDS ME OF MOMMY.

Speaking of “ugly,” this wheel barrel is ugly. . . . so ugly that it’s a discussion piece. It’s a old wheel barrel that had to be manufactured around the end of World War I (the big one). I just saw it over in the corner of my yard setting in the thick ground cover. I put it there about four years ago after Mommy told me to get rid of it. But I planted some flowers (inpatients) in it and Mommy loved it. She thought that it was a clever thing to do. It’s just something else in our yard THAT REMINDS ME OF MOMMY.