“There is snow in the garden. There is an invisible path one has to follow otherwise a kitten will attack you. Here is a green man. He knows the way. Those are his tomatoes. There are two sorts of tomatoes: round tomatoes and comma tomatoes. The round ones are good to eat like this; the comma tomatoes are good for sauces and for homemade ketchup. My favorite ketchup is green, but those comma tomatoes are red. My father’s grandma on his dad’s side used to prepare green ketchup. I thought that was great. “You guys want to try my green ketchup?” she would ask. Beside green comma tomatoes there were one million other things in her green ketchup: onions, garlic, and other things I forgot what they were.”
“Why is there snow? Is this winter?”
“No, it is not winter. Actually, there is no snow. This is the snow you remember in the summer when it is too hot. It is not summer either. Now it is spring. Those are the tomatoes soon to be.
Those here are bees. See, the bees are beezzzing around. One, two, three; there are four bees and they are beezzzing around.
This is the cat. It is pink. Pink like a rose. A rose is for love. Thanks to love everything always lives. When something dies, it comes back. The cat’s name is Chloe. It means: Green Shoot. It is a name for spring, but that cat’s name is always Chloe. She comes from Vietnam to bring back the rain. She does it like this: Those are the famous blue birds that live high up in the sky. The blue birds are made of water. When they die they fall in that pool. When the pool is full it rains down on Earth. When the pool does not fill quick enough, Chloe the cat goes up there and catch the blue birds. She drops them in the pool, until the pool is full. Then it rains in the garden. The tomatoes can grow. The green man is happy. When the cat gets sick, the green man heals it. The green man comes from the sea.”
“What are those yellow things here, here, and here?”
“This one here is the sun. It is a comma sun, and it is great for the comma tomatoes. Those down here are extras. That other green thing here is an extra green man in case the first one goes back to the sea.”
“Why is the cat’s head white and not pink?”
“Because it is very smart. Its mind is clear. It can read yours.”
“Chloe the cat can read my mind?”
“Yes.”
“So what am I thinking about?”
“You are thinking that maybe you should be making a drawing, and tell me about it.”
“Why is there snow? Is this winter?”
“No, it is not winter. Actually, there is no snow. This is the snow you remember in the summer when it is too hot. It is not summer either. Now it is spring. Those are the tomatoes soon to be.
Those here are bees. See, the bees are beezzzing around. One, two, three; there are four bees and they are beezzzing around.
This is the cat. It is pink. Pink like a rose. A rose is for love. Thanks to love everything always lives. When something dies, it comes back. The cat’s name is Chloe. It means: Green Shoot. It is a name for spring, but that cat’s name is always Chloe. She comes from Vietnam to bring back the rain. She does it like this: Those are the famous blue birds that live high up in the sky. The blue birds are made of water. When they die they fall in that pool. When the pool is full it rains down on Earth. When the pool does not fill quick enough, Chloe the cat goes up there and catch the blue birds. She drops them in the pool, until the pool is full. Then it rains in the garden. The tomatoes can grow. The green man is happy. When the cat gets sick, the green man heals it. The green man comes from the sea.”
“What are those yellow things here, here, and here?”
“This one here is the sun. It is a comma sun, and it is great for the comma tomatoes. Those down here are extras. That other green thing here is an extra green man in case the first one goes back to the sea.”
“Why is the cat’s head white and not pink?”
“Because it is very smart. Its mind is clear. It can read yours.”
“Chloe the cat can read my mind?”
“Yes.”
“So what am I thinking about?”
“You are thinking that maybe you should be making a drawing, and tell me about it.”
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[Picture: Comma Garden by reading_is_dangerous]
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