Tuesday, March 22, 2016

And over on my personal blog site ...

I’m interrupting the normally scheduled book-to-movie posting to ask you to consider giving this piece over on Sim Carter: Past Tense: Perfect/Imperfect a listen. Or a read.

The coleus under Bob and Helen’s front porch window are looking a little scraggly, nothing but tall leggy stems bending in their bed of dry cracked earth. I think how the gardener wouldn’t let them go like that if Bob hadn’t been so sick. If he’d been up and around, those plants would be standing tall, their leaves firm and perky, the ground blanketed with a soft, moist layer of mulch. Well tended, that was the best way to describe Bob’s garden, and come to think of it, Bob too. 
I try to remember if I even saw the gardener this past Wednesday, his usual day to come mow and blow. After all, who will notice if Bob’s plants die now? Not Bob while he’s sick in bed. Not Helen who uses a walker and rarely ventures outside. Bob told me once Helen wouldn’t allow him to get her a wheel chair, she couldn’t stand the idea of looking like an invalid. That sounds like Helen, the kind of woman that old-fashioned words like proud and stubborn apply to.
Read the rest of  the story, Undying Love

Or listen on SoundCloud


No comments:

Post a Comment

I love that you're leaving a comment! Thanks.

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...