Saturday/Sunday Sepia
Well, it's back to the grindstone for me this weekend - apart from a couple of scorching hot days, the last week and a half was a nice little break from work.
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Well, it's back to the grindstone for me this weekend - apart from a couple of scorching hot days, the last week and a half was a nice little break from work.
I was helping a friend with some gardening the other day when she ran out into the back yard saying, "Oh, Scotty, no, stop." I looked up with one of those huh, what? looks on my face. It turned out that as I was raking one of the garden beds,
I disturbed a pile of rocks that her son J (he was the one in the poetry post a while back, if you remember) had used to mark the spot where he had buried a couple of childhood pets, namely a lizard, a budgie, and a goldfish. I looked at her very apologetically and told her I would make it right - I could have just moved the stones back and said nothing but that's not my nature.
When J got home from school that afternoon, we exchanged the usual greetings and then I said to him, "Mate, I owe you an apology," and of course he asked why. I explained to him how I had disturbed his burial rocks, not knowing of their significance, and he assured me it was okay because I couldn't have known. I then offered to make it right by sitting down with him and putting it all back so I asked him if he knew much about burial cairns to which he replied that he didn't. So, after a few minutes discussion on the subject,
we sat down together in that patch of garden and formed a burial mound out of those rocks and I even fashioned a little wooden cross out of some broken bamboo and some string. I could tell he was touched by it all. How? He's 14 years old and he hugged me and said thanks quite a few times. Sometimes it doesn't take much to make someone's day, does it? The other picture is just one of the other garden beds I was pottering around in...