now in the high desert

May 22, 2009

desecration of the rock

Filed under: Uncategorized — ladyofmaine @ 11:05 am

It is a truth universally acknowledged that the brain of a man in possession of the controls of heavy equipment migrates to his butt and stays there until he leaves the seat of power in said heavy equipment.

However little known the abilities of such a man may be on first entering a home construction site, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of surrounding women, that he is considered to have lost the use of his prefrontal cortex by them as long as he remains in the machine.

There is a beautiful rock a few feet west of our cottage at the lake that I have always enjoyed. It is quite large and covered with a two to four inch mantle of centuries of leaf mould which supports a lovely colony of dainty little woodland plants. Decades ago a cedar tree sprouted in this mini lushness and not finding sufficient nourishment sent it’s roots down the sides of the boulder into the earth. The tree is over twenty feet tall and appears to caress the ancient stone and watch over the diminutive garden.

Last fall we decided to have a foundation put under the camp and I made very clear to the man in charge my feelings about the rock and my desire to preserve this beautiful natural work of art.

Today I went in to the lake to start working on restoring the natural order of things after heavy equipment had ravished the whole area around the cottage. My beautiful rock had been abused and violated. He (may his brain forever STAY in his posterior) had dumped two flat rocks onto it that slid down the sides, tearing off most of the soil and cutting one of the cedar roots from the side. The little plants on the remaining small patch of soil had valiantly come forth and bloomed but they were sickly and truly made my heart ache. I don’t know if the cedar will survive and I am unsure about how to restore the tiny woodland garden.

I was so steamed I worked hard outside all day but even now, though I am so tired I can barely finish this, there is a sense of real wonder at the callousness and idiocy of a supposedly sentient adult.

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2 Comments »

  1. NOOOOOOOOOO! Not that genle old rock that we love so! Cruel.

    Comment by ave — May 23, 2009 @ 2:56 am

  2. AAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH! Why must men think with their little brain when they also have a big on?

    Comment by earthling — May 28, 2009 @ 3:30 am


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