Wednesday, June 30, 2004
I spent yesterday, all day and into the evening, in the garden and working on the property. Let this be a friendly warning to all you boys who have just bought houses or who are having houses built for you (and you know who you are) that you will find yourselves involved with things you never considered.
Me, I love it. I moved in here when I was 27, just about the age of those of you who are establishing nests as I speak. Previously, I had lived all my life in some version of a four room apartment (with a couple of years out for a college dorm room). Having my own house turned out to be liberating. For one thing, owning your own home means you can do anything with it you want and I am a theatrical designer. Do the math. For another, inside this world-traveler, urbane opera-lover and bon vivant there beats the heart of a highly domestic guy who loves his man; his morbidly obese collection of opera and musical theater LPs, CDs, open reel tapes, audio cassettes, and video tapes; his garden and the ability to throw a good-sized candle-lit gay dinner party in his own dining room whenever he likes. These activities are all best accommodated in a house so, guys, all kinds of wonderful possibilities are opening up for you.
I got half a dozen Big Boy Beefsteak tomato plants put in yesterday (for the butch name alone!) along with sweet basil (lots of salade provencale, obviously) and got the flowers and herbs spruced up for the summer. A pair of mocking birds has nested in my lilac bush, which is great. They tend to sing far into the night--as I was reading in bed after midnight, one of them went through his or her entire repertory. Yes, they really do imitate other birds in their immediate area and it's quite something to hear. I'll put my gladiolus bulbs in this morning and then head up to the monthly gay lunch at MIT.
Fritz and I were supposed to have left on our vacation driving around the U.S. tomorrow but that's been scrubbed by his unexpected surgery. We're surprisingly happy that things turned out as they have now that he's recovering so rapidly. We'll take day trips and, eventually, overnights out of the area to see things and visit people we love and then we'll come back home, bake our bread and make our garden grow.
Me, I love it. I moved in here when I was 27, just about the age of those of you who are establishing nests as I speak. Previously, I had lived all my life in some version of a four room apartment (with a couple of years out for a college dorm room). Having my own house turned out to be liberating. For one thing, owning your own home means you can do anything with it you want and I am a theatrical designer. Do the math. For another, inside this world-traveler, urbane opera-lover and bon vivant there beats the heart of a highly domestic guy who loves his man; his morbidly obese collection of opera and musical theater LPs, CDs, open reel tapes, audio cassettes, and video tapes; his garden and the ability to throw a good-sized candle-lit gay dinner party in his own dining room whenever he likes. These activities are all best accommodated in a house so, guys, all kinds of wonderful possibilities are opening up for you.
I got half a dozen Big Boy Beefsteak tomato plants put in yesterday (for the butch name alone!) along with sweet basil (lots of salade provencale, obviously) and got the flowers and herbs spruced up for the summer. A pair of mocking birds has nested in my lilac bush, which is great. They tend to sing far into the night--as I was reading in bed after midnight, one of them went through his or her entire repertory. Yes, they really do imitate other birds in their immediate area and it's quite something to hear. I'll put my gladiolus bulbs in this morning and then head up to the monthly gay lunch at MIT.
Fritz and I were supposed to have left on our vacation driving around the U.S. tomorrow but that's been scrubbed by his unexpected surgery. We're surprisingly happy that things turned out as they have now that he's recovering so rapidly. We'll take day trips and, eventually, overnights out of the area to see things and visit people we love and then we'll come back home, bake our bread and make our garden grow.
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