06/02/2022
Gardening is sexy she Spanish whispered in my ear over text.
We had been texting daily for a few weeks. A few phone calls here and there. Phone conversations becoming more frequent and lengthy in the preceding calendar week.
I'd never heard anything so preposterous. What a fool I've been. Going to the gym to build an impressive body.
If she's right I've also been wasting money on nice cologne.
Her gardening frustration was heartbreaking.
I'm a decent gardener so I offered to help.
I warned that this garden binds us together for at least a season. Like handcuffs made from plants, they will age, die and fall off.
Leading to our first date on Saturday May 28.
Her garden was a wee plot on garden neighborhood communal garden.
She meets me at union station in Toronto. Me in the clothes I wear when I'm painting or gardening. Her looking like she's a some sort of gardening cheerleader. Tight spandex revealing a flat tummy and toned muscles.
As we picked up manure at Crap tire two interesting things happened.
In an aisle she paused, looked over her left shoulder with her right eye.
As she pulled my body into hers for a passionate kiss in the manure aisle I realized she was right, gardening is sexy.
I warned her gardening is a sweaty and filthy activity. You'll have to get on your knees to do it properly.
I suggested that if we wanted to get sweaty and filthy we could try the bed.
She had her heart set on gardening.
Back at the garden,
A friendly fellow gardener with a neighboring plot struck up a conversation.
I told her that we are currently on our first date. Her jaw dropped to the earth from the shock of us being on our first date gardening.
As she chatted I grabbed gardening tools and began gardening. The shovel I used to turn over the higher quality than expected soil. I explained why I was doing things as we did them.
Having worked up quite a sweat and being covered in for example cow manure we needed hosing down, as she suggested. Being still on our first date on Sunday evening we went to Kensington market.
After some award winning public kissing on the couch in the smoothie and plant shop I offered to show her how to play her guitar.
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