my forest primeval, revised

from my deck. Tons of shade. Thank God we gave over the job of raking leaves to our handy dandy lawn care and snow blowing troops. I have thought I should pay extra attention to my favourite, everyday spots. My family bought this property in 1969. It was an untouched waterfront, forested drainage lot. My parents chose to cut all the trees growing in the centre of the property. We kept the perimeter trees for the most part. We planted three small trees across the lakefront edge. Two maples flank an oak. I think of them sometimes as honourary siblings. They are now mature and very tall. I helped my mother rake to level and shape the drainage contour of the fill added to the lot. Contour to avoid pooling water from rain. My back and hands recall the painful effort of our annual raking blitz. Painful because I am an old office worker ot a steady outdoor worker. Blitz because we had to wait for the last leaves fall and try to work around the rainstorms of autumn. Tricky work and to make it trickier to fit it into weekends. I know this property. It knows me and has felt my touch.



Author: William J. Gibson

62 year old - writer/photographer Canadian, survived open heart surgery, received kidney transplant, sometimes dour, sometimes amusing, over six feet in height, severely follicle challemged

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