Do you smell that?
I was at a friends house helping out with dinner the other night. I was prepping the green beans for steaming. I clipped the ends, tossed the bean into the colander and rinsed them. And there it was... the smell of dirt. It wafted up to my nose, it took over my entire being. Visions of my hands in dirt. Visions of my garden. Visions of bushes of beans and red potatoes.
I couldn't help but smile. I heart dirt.
I couldn't help but smile. I heart dirt.
posted by tiny dancer | 11:56 AM
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I saw a one act play once where the woman ate dirt, she could not help herself. There is a name for that,---eating dirt, I don't know what it is.
When I was 16 I worked at Wyatt's Cafeteria. We had some of those yuppie types coming in complaining about can veggies. When I told them the green beans were not canned they told me that I was lying. I did do vegetable prep on the weekends, I knew what was canned and what was not. Luckily for me, right when I she was whining about the green beans I saw a little worm wigglng in the water. I scooped it up and asked if she thought he would have survived the can the way he was there staring at us. Sigh. I guess he survived the boiling water as well, or maybe we never got it up to boil. Who knows, it was many moons ago and I done forgot my point.
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