There is a gift that can be accepted gracefully, then there are gifts that should be re-gifted to someone who will appreciate the scent, the bubbles, the light.
I wonder when my children will realize that a physical gift from them is less important than their presence and time gardening with them.
The silent sentinel lifted the heaviest things for me without complaint until I gave him the option of sorting river rocks, he smiled a silent thank you.
The eldest did the bulk of the weeding of dandelions from the beds before I removed the plants. Then he moved pots out of the weeds, upsetting an entire ecosystem of spiders, centipedes and ants. He made sure we all had water. He has become a thoughtful young man.
My child, made it clear that he was not exactly in the mood to be helpful. After finally threatening to videotape him…
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