Uncle Bob and I had a garden chat yesterday afternoon. He seemed a little down; he predicted an end to the garden.
“It’s over for this year.”
Uncle Bob keeps garden records on his kitchen calendar and saves his calendars from year to year. He’s quite a statistician. He said his cucumber production is down two-thirds from last year and he’s only got two pumpkins coming. He’s not talking about the corn yet.
On a brighter note, he’s been eating string beans every day for over a month.
I decided to cheer him up.
My sunflowers are growing tall. I picked one for Uncle Bob and put them in a vase on his porch. He’s so funny; these flowers will dry up and die and he’ll leave them there until I come home to refresh them.
As I was arranging his flowers, I noticed he had a current issue of Baseball America on the table. The publication’s motto is “Baseball news you can’t find anywhere else.” Sometimes, I forget that Uncle Bob is a real person with passions and interests. He’s not just a character on my blog.
Baseball is one of his passions.
I think he’s pretty good with numbers and number patterns, too. If he’d been born at a different time or place, maybe he would have been a statistician or a hedge fund owner, creating some exotic string bean algorithm to produce great wealth for a select few.
It didn’t work out that way for Uncle Bob, but I’d say his life has been pretty rich.
Rest up today, Uncle Bob!