I took a walk today and although I started to turn left outside my driveway and go down the sidewalk towards the county line, I changed my mind when I saw someone walking that way already, about what would be a block away if we had blocks which we do not, and I knew that I would overtake him if I walked in his direction because he was just taking a walk, not walking fast to get it over with the way I would be, and I don't like overtaking people on my walks because it's awkward, trying to alert them that you are there, behind them, and so I just turned right instead and went that way. I decided to go by the fally-down house because I have not done that in a long time and so I did. Its bones are crumbling, it is getting closer to the ground, its floors would no longer support a person trying to discover its secrets by stepping inside through one of its tilted, crooked doors. It is closing in on itself, hiding its secrets, its memories, what stories it may have to tell. Do you remember when I wrote about the fally-down house here?
Over the years I've written more about this old place, taken its picture, charted its slow giving-in to gravity, to weather, to age, as the dirt itself is claiming it as its own, which one day it will be able to entirely do.
Steve Reed came to visit me six years ago and he wanted to go by and see the house, to take its picture. Owen and Gibson were little boys then and they were here and we four walked down the road to see the old house.
But that's Steve.
Turns out you can dry your garlic on screens or in nets or you can braid it or tie it in bunches and hang it to dry. I was a bit disdainful of the whole braiding thing.
"Do you know how to braid?" my husband asked.
"Haha!" I said. It was funny because I've been braiding my own hair and our children's hair ever since me met me and long before. But braiding garlic did not sound as easy.
Still, I decided to try it today and worked it out so that I braided three of the garlics together and when I had three of those, I braided them together, bound those braids with twine with a loop for hanging and then I hung them from hooks that we have on the back porch which I think may have once been some sort of attachments for shutters.