24 March 2015

not weeding


He didn't hear me creeping up, but then there were planes overhead, descending towards Heathrow and ascending from London City, engineering work at the new sewer ring tunnel at the end of the plot and, a little more distant on the building site beyond the canal, a concrete breaker crashing away. Clearly not much work was getting done here though. In his head he may well have been having a glass of Sancerre sitting at a"zinc" courtesy of Georges Simenon.

A couple of days later he pointed this out to me as we passed through Whitechapel station and I snapped it quickly before we got off the train.



Sorting out my photos just now, the appropriate juxtaposition of the two became obvious.


Lovely, lovely.


11 comments:

rusty duck said...

Here it is as well that the male of the species does not weed. He knows a dandelion from a rose, but after that it all gets a bit fuzzy.
Happy Spring :)

Val said...

:0)
http://a-poem-a-day-project.blogspot.com/2015/03/day-975-seed.html

Marigold Jam said...

Brilliant post! Love the little poem.

Annie Cholewa said...

Your posts are such gems and always delight.

I don't trust my husband with too much weeding ... he has a tendency to pull up seedlings I hoped would stay in the ground.

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

Husband used to be a selective weeder , too . Certain things could run riot , others equally desirable would be hoofed out with a flourish .
Now we both sit in the sun , peacefully admiring our three plant pots ...

annjennyg said...

'Not weeding' looks like a very good idea! And a poignant poem.

Liz said...

Ah well, as my dad would say, the weeds will still be there tomorrow. The mister here never does weeding. Apparently, I'm the bendy one.

materfamilias said...

Poem and Choice to Sit in the Sun both perfection. just lovely.

rachel said...

I love not weeding. After nagging, tears and tantrums from me, The Gardener will do it, very efficiently and at speed, but only rarely. When people assume that I have a lovely garden, I have to fib.....

Katharine A said...

I love it when things come together like that. Great post.

Lesley said...

Spot on - that made me smile!