“It seemed to me that some things were ugly enough that fixing them was worth trespassing.” Brenna Yovanoff
The Tree Root It started with a tree root, which required much thought, not unlike a military strategy to follow the mischief imagined, and, sure enough it leapt through the garden edging and, characteristically, it ran shallow through the lawn, around the water pipe, the reticulation pipe, requiring much surgery, then under the paving, pushing up, up, up till we tripped and stumbled then down, down, down into the drain and round, round, round in a frenzy through and through in a confusion inviting reconstruction, out and along the border garden, clogging the soil, refusing the spade, out to the fence and under the weak spot reordering its level before heading off to the curb. What seemed like a five minute job, became a plumber, a reticulation expert, some brick-paving, a little edging, lawn repair, fixing a drain, realigning a fence, some swearing, much money, and that's not the end of this story. Copyright 2023 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
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Roots of the trees are the most powerful ‘ lives ‘ in this world!
But you conquered!😊
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I did, but without killing the tree (or myself, lol)
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I am very happy!
🌸🙏🌸
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🙂
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That was one recalcitrant root!
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I had a less polite word or two 🙂
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I’ll bet!
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The weaving of the life of a root, like it☺️
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They are tenacious, thank you Cheryl
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Something to think about. Well done Paul.
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I do like to provoke reflection, thank you Rupali
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This put a smile on my face as I remembered this composite of this experience or experiences
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More to come I fear 🙂
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