Sunday, October 27, 2013
Goodbye, Old Friend
I knew this day was coming. I could sense it when we last gardened together yesterday. I kept you safe, remember, by wearing a long-sleeve t-shirt over you.
We had some good times, didn't we?
Remember all the times we planted the vegetable garden in May? You were as delighted as I was to feel the sun on your soft fabric after months inside.
I'll always appreciate, too, how willing you were to mow the lawn, even though I'd sweat and get you all wet. You were one of the best at keeping me cool.
I can see how it has worn on you, though.
Lately, I've also noticed some stains on you that just won't go away.
I think these stains come from that time you helped me unload mulch from the pick up truck. It seems that one corner of the tail gate always had some grease on it that would get all over you, but you never minded.
But lately, more holes have shown up.
Even though we won't go gardening together again, I'm going to keep you around. You deserve that. You don't deserve the rag drawer or worse, the trash. No, you deserve to be kept all clean, nicely folded, in a place where we can meet every so often, just to reminisce. And that's where I'll keep you, forever.
Thank you from the bottom of my gardening shoes to the tip of my trowel for being a great gardening t-shirt.