Saturday, 29 October 2011

Wondersome Times

Had a great visit with Gertrud and Heinz. When I arrived, Heinz was on the road beside his house intently rolling up a fire hose. For just one moment I was panick stricken and then I realized that he would have a perfectly rational explanation. (At least from his view.) When I approached him he was surprised to see me and I gave him a hug asking what he was up to. He got into a big story about how he had picked up some wonderful black garden soil and backed his truck into the yard, but once the truck was empty he had no traction to get back off the lawn. So being resourceful as he is, he used the fire hose to get a quick pull out. The neighbor had seen what happened and offered a pull. The fire hose has been used many a time for this purpose before. I know, I know, you say," Who keeps a fire hose around, and where does one even aquire one!" Well, I don't know the answers to that, except that Heinz has the most unusual things in his tool kit. Things you wouldn't normally think of. Things you wouldn't know what to use for most often. He has buckets of nuts and bolts of every size. Five gallon buckets of all different kinds of nails, lubrication for any type of machinery, assortments of hand sawed boards and who knows what all else. I dare not look too closely.
After saying hello and chatting for a while, I went in the house to see Gertrud, whom for once never laid a single complaint about her health and never even mentioned her upcoming appointments. I swear she was tipped off that I needed more material for my blog, but that's o.k. since I have a lifetime of stories in my mind to share even if she never did another weird thing ever again.
It was an unusual and almost frightening visit since she was soo normal and easy going. Well, all I can do is wait her out. I know it can't last. Old habits are hard too break.
She did however mention to me that her clothes hanger had fallen twice and I certainly laughed at that, knowing it was because she had hoarded too many clothes again, for her hanger to take it.

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