Sitting down at the lakeshore watching my underground sprinkler
system chik-chikking arcs of water
out across my small patch of lawn is strangely satisfying for me.
Zen-like.
I particularly enjoy when the spray of two sprinklers swipe across
each other.
We are working together down here.
I similarly enjoy finding a single ant and following it as far as
I can before my stupid human size smooshes me hard against a wall or the ant’s
path corners me amid impassible flourishes of juniper and sagebrush.
Having watched a half-dozen wake-boats slogging by—loaded down with
obnoxious people—I have decided that women wearing long summer dresses are more
alluring than women in bikinis.
Finally, I think I have a beer in the refrigerator down here. That must be worth something.
—Mitchell Hegman
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