On this, the first day of 2008, while The Girlie slept off her New Year’s Eve celebration, The Wife and I finished up the last of the leaf removal for the season. We did a little pruning and clean-up, but mostly we worked the rake and the leaf blower to free bushes and shrubs and trees from the little clusters of leaves at their trunks. The Wife, doing the detail work and me, conveying the masses to the pile at the street.
It wasn’t a big job, or terribly taxing work. It wasn’t thought-provoking, and we didn’t have any conversation to speak of. And I don’t have any interesting observation or metaphor to unpack. It was just a little job that we did together for a couple of hours, and I only enjoyed it in the most simple way. So I write of it only to remember how fortunate I am to be able to join life with this generous and kind and patient and brilliant and passionate person. I love her, and I like her, and I hope we have many, many more years together.