without realizing
we’ve been upholding a principle that isn’t on our list
and
it’s a principle that I struggle with – the hardest of the lot
it goes against my domestic instinct
it is -
don’t tidy (sweep, clean up, order – that kind of thing)
this principle slipped its way into our consciousness – like a ‘weed’ in my head
I love to sit in the garden –
watching, listening, sniffing, taking it all in
and I love to meander on the patchwork of surfaces
amongst it All
but every time I’ve been in anyone’s garden
I’ve had compelling desires to meddle
not to weed or plant or prune or dig or harvest or squish or nurture
but to arrange or move loose stuff
to sweep
to order
to tidy up (a tad)
to create - the odd intervention with the loose detritus
of shards of glass
I said –
Let’s brush them to one side
or
stack them up in pillars
She said
why?
I said
Well, if there’s no glass on the floor people who come over for a chat can safely sit on the ground without puncturing their bums
She said
Isn’t their safety their responsibility?
Isn’t that the point – that they take responsibility for their interaction with the environment?
I pondered – and concurred
But my urge didn’t wane
hasn’t waned
Not written - but adhered to
This principle – no tidying up
applies when we take photos too –
so
bits of twigs n other stuff
organic or otherwise
come into shot
and stay in shot
no tweaked pristine pics here
just what is there
but in anyone’s garden
anyone else is free to move what they want
and they do
of their own accord
through whatever motivation…
Today I went to anyone’s garden on my own
no cake
no deckchair
no spectacle as such
just me
with camera
scrubbing around
on my knees
photographing a garden in bloom
399 blooms
full blooms
(not buds)
of a single species
the dandelion (Taraxacum)
yellow reigning over terra nullius acquired through occupation
paling in it’s wake
coltsfoots appear to kowtow
en masse
399 dandy full blooms on this side of the desire line
on the other side
I didn’t count
just a single shot
of some that are there
for now
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