Sunday
Jul252004
Sunday, July 25, 2004 at 12:01AM
One of Saturday's Golden Moments
Life has its rewards. Usually you have to work for them, but that only makes them better. For instance, a meal may take hours to prepare and only a few moments to consume. A party may take days of planning and work only to be over in a few hours. Yard work is like that too, but the reward is something I look forward to and it keeps me working until I am there.
What is the reward? I will explain. Once the mowing, weed eating, blowing, stick picking up, and plant watering is done, I am hot, covered with sweat, dirt, and grass, and powerful thirsty. Not to worry, because I have a refrigerator with beer in it. Now, I prefer dark beers, but for this moment it is a can of Bud Light.
I walk back outside with the ice cold can of beer. I take a seat in the swing under the shade of one of our live oak trees. The can is cold in my hand and the beads of sweat are running down the can and dripping on my leg. It is a welcome shock of cold. My legs are crossed and the one on the ground gently pushes me in the swing. I am being rocked and listening to the afternoon lullaby. A distant lawn mower buzzes occasionally hitting sticks causing the clank chink sound. The poor bastard is still working in his yard, but I am enjoying the reward. I also hear the whir of the neighbors air conditioner. Children can be heard screaming and splashing in another neighbor's pool. The afternoon clouds filter the sun and though hot, the gentle breeze feels cool and refreshing. The yard looks so good. It's all done for another week.
It is so comfortable and the beer is going straight to my head. I feel sleepy and allow my eyes to close. I concentrate on a lone bird scolding a cat or a squirrel and I am aware of the high pitched hiss of insects. It is all so peaceful, the cool beer, the gentle breeze, the rhythmic rocking, and all in a freshly cut lawn.
Five minutes pass and I begin to think about the next thing. I have a few pounds of boiled shrimp I need to peal for our salad tonight, yum. I need to throw away the empty can and take a shower. My work is complete and the rest of the weekend is for rest and fun. This moment is truly golden.
Life does not get much better than this if you ask me. I am healthy, my grass is cut, and there is plenty of beer in the refrigerator.
Until the next time
John Strain