Monday, 14 June 2010
One of the glass beads on my necklace broke, creating an opportunity to rearrange the beads by colour and size. ‘Just like redesigning the garden’, I casually remarked to O and R, husband and wife team in the local jewellry shop.
Having asked whether I am a gardener, and being informed that I was a passionate amateur, O and R asked me if I would help them with their garden. They had pulled out everything and were starting again, but not sure how to go about it. I agreed and we started to make arrangements for me to visit.
‘Maybe you’d better see my garden first. You mightn’t like my style.’
So right away O accompanied me home to see the garden. My first intimation that our styles might be different happened as soon as we started talking garden talk.
‘I want gardens to attract wildlife like insects, birds and possums.’
‘R wouldn’t like that. She's afraid of birds and doesn’t like insects or possums.’
‘You needn’t have a birdbath. Then they would probably stay up high.’
‘But they might make a mess.‘
By this time we had reached my place. When he saw the front garden, he seemed taken aback. He gazed at it in silence for a moment or two. ‘I love it but it is too untidy for me.’
Then he viewed the back garden. By this time he had become visibly uneasy. ‘I love it but I couldn’t stand the leaves everywhere like that. I would have to be cleaning it up all the time.’
Now he became somewhat agitated and remembered he needed to get back to his shop to attend to something very urgent.
On the way back he thanked me. He said it had been quite an experience. He had never seen anything like it before.
No more was said about my helping them with their garden.
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