Brush..

....I'm tired.....my Mother had all of the Maple trees in her lawn pruned a few days ago...so, I left work a little early today, and headed over there to pile all of the brush....the guy she hired to do it just sawed off the limbs, and left them where they fell....she has a LOT of trees in the front yard....so, it took me two hours just to drag all those limbs to the back yard and pile them up...now, they are ready to be burnt at her leisure....but, I'm tired....

...usually, when I get home from work, my mind is tired...I need to sit down, have a drink, and let my mind rest.....however, today I have been reminded of something I'd forgotten....another of life's simple pleasures that we all let slip by....to be physically tired, but still have a mind which is focused and active....it is something that I miss....

I work with computers all day...I sit in a chair....in an office....I don't GET physically tired from my job...when I workout, it too is a different kind of tiredness...when you exercise, you are focused on whatever muscle group you are doing...you are concentrating on the correct form of lifting the weight....your mind is still working....

When I piled that brush today, I was like a zombie...I'd grab a limb, and walk in front of it like a plow horse...dragging it around the house to the back yard...about 70yds....then, I'd plod back and repeat...for two hours...I must have walked two miles....but, my mind was almost blank the whole time...I was thinking about the grass...how the freshly cut limb felt in my hand...how the tree bark was rough...how the squirrels rushed back up into the tree each time I walked around the corner of the house...my mind was resting...but my body was working...like a plow horse...If you have ever been in the Military, you might understand...it was almost like going on a road march during training....you walk for 6 or 8 hours on a road...and the only thought on your mind...is to keep proper alignment and distance from the guy in front of you....your body is being punished, but your mind is free...

...so....I sit here now....tired...but...somehow tired in a GOOD way....I can feel my weary feet...my hands....my thighs....and tomorrow, I will probably be a little sore....but right now, I'm enjoying this feeling.. Too many of us have jobs that never allow us to see a finished, whole product being delivered...we write a piece of software that, after 100 man-hours, fits on a floppy disk...we sit on an assembly line tightening the same bolt on the same piece of equipment every day....we work like hell, but the "product" of our labor is something intangible....outdoor workers, or farm workers...they don't have that problem...

Today, I created a brushpile...and, I'm here to tell ya...there is something extremely fulfilling about piling brush....I recommend it to anyone...

by Eric on January 02, 2004 | Comments(2) | SWG Stories

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Even that might change if you piled brush every day. I think it is a dynamic quality versus static quality issue.

Werbinox

posted by: werbinox on January 3, 2004 12:55 AM

I think you are right...doing something every day..ANYTHING every day, gets old and stale...doing that work yesterday just reminded me of route marches..

posted by: Eric on January 3, 2004 07:48 AM