manlycornhusk's blog post - My cup runneth over

What started out as a quiet, homefire type of Saturday quickly changed direction. I usually lament the fact that cell phones are the bane of a private and under the radar existance but today, it became a portal to an enjoyable and relaxing gathering of friends and relations.

Let me explain...I'm sure I've blogged on how the flower garden in the back of the property has taken on a life of it's own. It grows in size, almost overnight...damned gnomes are always up to something, wink. Well, today was a perfect day to hit the nursery to pick up plants for the border of the pond. It's going to have a different look this year so there were quite a few new plants required. Normally, I shy away from annuals as they do nothing to naturalize an area from year to year and are constantly needing replacement but now that's gone out the window. In order to achive the colors needed..we had no choice. Of course...much like quicksand...a good greenhouse sucks you in and we went a little crazy....getting enough plants for a few more projects as well..lol.

Here's where the cellphone comes in....buzzzz, buzzzz...(that's my cell on vibrate because I hate how a ringing phone can be out of place sometimes)....anyway, buzzzzz, buzzzzzz..hello......oh hi, what's up?........cookout......now.....we're buying plants.......I'm dirty and dressed like a college kid after a friday night drunk....whatever's clean and fits..lol........sure, we can come over but we don't have anything to bring to the table......are you sure.....plenty of food......ok......hey, why not......see ya in a little bit.....bye.

Just like that...plants being paid for, tucked into the bed of the truck, quick stop to the convenience store for sodas and we're off to a cookout.

It wasn't a hard sell, where we were going to end up at was a beautiful rolling hills and hidden ponds area belonging to one of my wife's sisters. The kind of place that sunfish ripple the surface of the pond all day and a handful of dogfood brings catfish the size of greyhound buses up from the depths for a quick nosh. The wind through the trees, the honk of Chuck the goose...yes...chuck has adopted them, not the other way around. The sun, strong, warming the day rapidly and the smell of grilled meat and the rise and fall of about 25 of 30 voices.

Ok...if there is one little piece of nirvana in this corn and bean besotted place...this is it. Just prop me against the post on the patio overlooking the ponds and I'll die a happy man..lol.

Anyhoo....we had a great time until the sun had almost dropped below the horizon and I, for one, came away knowing that all the hustle and bustle of everyday life is worth it as long as you can steal a few moments in a place like this to cleanse the pallate(sp?).

Peace, Love and the time to enjoy it...Doug