Whacking Pokeweed and Virginia Spiderwort in the raised bed this morning, I cut my thumb on the sharp blade of the machete. Because I am taking a blood thinner, a copious amount of the stuff was oozing from my hand when I tapped on the sliding door to attract David’s attention. OMG he said as he saw the blood.
“It’s only a little cut,” I told him. “I need you to take the machete and wipe the blade from the back to keep it dry, and put it in its sheath, then the shed on the shelf to the left with the knives and scissors, where I can find it. Such is the gardener’s life. First take care of your tools!
One of the places I lived as a child, we had a steep bank behind our house that was overtaken with Kudzu vine. Now anyone who has lived in the South , or perhaps even traveled through it, knows the story of Kudzu, a vine imported from Korea, where it has natural enemies, to the US South where it has none, which like Wisteria, English Ivy, Honeysuckle vine, and ‘Tree of Heaven,’ has become a horrible invasive plant.
What the bureaucrats who introduced Kudzu to fight soil erosion in the South didn’t foresee was that various snakes which reside in the South would find a welcoming home in these vines. Thus fathers began to whack and burn the noxious plants to protect women and children. This is what my father was doing that warm day when he cut his arm badly on a machete.
I was with him that day, tagging along behind and asking questions, as I liked to do. Being a former Eagle Scout, the first thing he did, was whip out his handkerchief and make a tourniquet for his arm. Meanwhile blood streamed everywhere. But he remained calm. “Go get Captain Mac (the neighbor and the Chief of Police),” he said.
Captain Mac came and while he took Dad to the hospital, Mrs Mac sat with mom who was still recovering from my brother’s birth and suffering with a post partum depression.
I liked Mrs. Mac. She was a great comfort. The first note I ever wrote to my Mom (which I have preserved in my baby book) written on a kleenex, reads,
Gon to Ms Mak
That’s where you could find me many days.
Here’s the latest photo of Lil Chris with his new Pooh bear and books. Pretty soon he will be reading and writing.