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She said
I love to look across the fountain
At the green and white caladium
Under the tree
It looks so peaceful
In the shade
He said
I like to look across the fountain
Where the chair glows yellow
At the vegetable garden
Where tomatoes grow
In the sun
What would happen if they switched chairs? Happy Garden Bloggers Muse Day from Philo and Annie!
Mr. would get to see the neighborhood blossoming while I drove us about. Would he start to notice and point out beautiful trees, clouds in the sky or a bright spot of color to me? Would I in turn get us to our destination in a safe and timely fashion; telling funny stories as we drove along. Who knows what changes could be wrought by simply changing seats.
ReplyDeleteAnnie what a provocative question! I loved it! So much to think about, a really good post for Muse Day.
Gail
It sounds like you & Philo had the kind of time DH & I had yesterday afternoon, sitting on the garden swing for a half hour, just the two of us. Isn't sharing the garden with your beloved special?
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful poem, Annie. Thanks for your always delightful posts on Muse Day.
ReplyDeleteSounds like another song, Annie.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, Annie! A very interesting comparison of perspectives. I won't even get into what this might sound like at my house, other than to say I'm flowers and he's lawn.
ReplyDeleteAh! What an excellent poem, Annie. I love the idea of seeing the garden from two different points of view. It's a good idea to practice seeing the other's point of view occasionally whenever we can I suppose, so we don't miss a pretty part of the Garden of Life that we might never have seen. :-)
ReplyDeleteI loved this! Just last week I was teasing my students about how attached they become to their seats and how not a one will sit in a new spot after the first day of classes. The smallest change is too unsettling--even changing seats!
ReplyDelete--Curmudgeon
Good poem with a good point. Maybe we all need a change of perspective every now and then.
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Always Growing
Great perspective! love the poem.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely poem, and pictures! I can't wait for Part 2... you DO have to switch places now just to see, don't you? :)
ReplyDeleteThat sounds familiar, Gail - I wind through small streets to see what's happening, and he drives efficiently on the main road - I'm glad you liked this post!
ReplyDeleteIt's more pleasant to look out the window than be there right now, Mr. McGregor's Daughter - but my beloved and I shared the garden yesterday by hauling some free rocks while the thermometer screamed 96°F at us!
You're welcome, Carolyn - thanks for starting Muse Day!
That's an interesting idea, Chuck - but I'd need to find a guy to sing Philo's part. Wish I were rich enough to hire real musicians/singers to do the songs already written and in waiting!
Thank you, Rose - your husband is a turf-guy? It's probably lucky for us that Philo cares even less about lawn than I do!
Hi Dawn! I'm glad you enjoyed it and seeing other people's point of view is something I should practice!
How funny, Weed Whackin' Wenches - whatever happened to being young and daring! Time to play Fruit Basket Upset?
Thanks, Jan - it's good to have you stop by!
Hello Muum, thank you!
Another assignment! You're probably right Blackswamp Kim - bet Philo will play along.
Thank you for the comments!
Annie
Hi Annie, you got me thinking about how the financier and I have changed personalities over the years, he more like me, me more like him. We have switched more than chairs!
ReplyDeleteI like your poem too, but my question was, "What would happen if they sat in the same chair together?" (!!) But this is a family blog, right?
ReplyDeleteAlmost like a haku Annie your poem. Switching chairs, perpective, a view of the garden, of life?
ReplyDeleteIt is intersting to change the chair that you sit in while in the garden. The garden looks different from every angle. Sometimes one gets into a rut by sitting in the same place. Thanks for the reminder. A beautiful way to remind someone, she said...
ReplyDeleteExcellent post Annie, with so many more applications than to the garden. We'd all do well to 'switch chairs' often with our mates.
ReplyDeleteI'm the garden girl, and he's the lawn man. Married later in life and only for three years, it can be a problem when we get stuck in our own chairs. We've become keenly aware of the importance of appreciating and respecting each other's perspectives, and our relationship has become better, and both of us 'richer' as a result.
Why they would get a different view of course! Always refreshing to switch chairs every now and then.
ReplyDeleteThat's an extremely good and kind of scary point, Frances - and I think once the children are grown it's even more likely!
ReplyDeleteHealingMagicHands - the chairs were bought in 1971 and have already been repaired after we used them to stand on...we'll just have to push them closer together, like the twin beds in old TV sitcoms.
Thank you, Yolanda Elizabet. Sometimes I have to remind myself that it's OUR garden...and don't really want it to be My garden.
We have a couple of chairs and benches outside, Lisa at Greenbow, and it's amazing what you notice from a different angle. Our garden is so small you wouldn't think it could work that way but it does!
Thank you Garden Girl -it's a funny coincidence that both you and Prairie Rose are from Illinois and are both married to lawn men.
You're practically newlyweds! Maybe that would be an interesting mental way for some of us long-married gardeners to 'switch chairs'... by pretending we're celebrating our Paper or Wooden anniversaries instead of Silver or Coral or Ruby.
Tina - maybe my view of the shady side is peaceful because all that border needs right now is watering... looking at the sunny side could point out the undone weeding and deadheading!
Thank you for the comments!
Annie
Nice!
ReplyDelete(With as hot as we have gotten here - earlier than ususal, I'd probably go for the caladiums in the shade!!).
Your poem also shows how different scenes in the garden speak to us ... even if we are looking at the same scene.
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