Before beginning this blog, I asked my dad if he had any thoughts on the subject of blogging. His sage advice was to stick to the three t’s. Today I’ll cover Topic. His example for Topic was the life of basil. This brought a good chuckle to me as I relived my first winter in Virginia.
While dating Wes, I had traveled a few times back to Virginia in the winter and didn’t think it was anything I couldn’t handle. A few of the times, it was so nice I didn’t even have to wear the boots I’d brought with me. After all, I knew what cold was. It got cold in California, for like three weeks, then it would get back to balmy 60s. With my winter weather experience in Virginia, I assumed it’d get cold, then warm up, then maybe get cold again, but it would warm up.
Not so. I was moved into my house by October and when November struck, temperatures plummeted into the teens and the high remained in the 30s for months. Months. I didn’t have very many distractions during the day to keep me from going crazy. In fact some might argue that I did go crazy. After reading this, you might as well. Anyways, one distraction was a little basil plant my good friend Amy had given me back in the fall. It was green (not gray like everything else), it was alive (everything outside was dead), and it looked and smelled like summer (no mistaking it was winter outside).
Basil thrived pretty well on my window ledge but I knew it was longing to be outdoors in real sunshine. So on one lovely particular day, I decided to bundle myself and basil up and enjoy the sunshine.
It was 37 degrees out side. I was sitting next to my pool that had many inches of ice on top. And I was reading to basil because I was sure I’d done some experiment in the third grade that showed you should pay attention to your plants and they’ll grow faster.
So, moral of the story? Basil did thrive, so maybe those one on one times were healthy. And, I got a job.