We interrupt the series on major writing obstacles to bring you this Dee Tale.
Dee Tales are whimsical stories inspired by photographs taken with my i-phone. A tiny story for you, a wee sense of accomplishment for me. Enjoy.
It’s a beautiful garden. The previous owners had taken great care to match the flowers and the shrubs. They left me a bird bath, a sun dial, a bench and Barbara and Bob.
“It’s going to rain today.”
“No, it’s not.”
“Look at the sky, it’s going to rain.”
“Is that a crow or a raven?”
“It looks like a crow.”
“How can you be sure it’s not a raven?”
“Ravens are bigger than crows.”
“I thought it was the other way around.”
“I think there are worms underneath me.”
“Of course there are worms. You’re sitting on the earth.”
I’ll admit it; it was hard to have tea. It was hard to read a book. It was hard to enjoy my garden.
“I think I’m growing moss.”
“You’re not growing moss.”
“I swear I feel like I’m growing moss… What is that?”
I hold up the chisel.
It’s nice and quiet in my garden.