Journal 26
Willa 36
Gardener
- Life
- She lives in a cottage beside the rows and the greenhouse.
- Temper
- Earthy and calm
Kinks
- Garden dirt washed off her skin
- His hands on her calves and arches
- A real wash with clean water
Willa is thirty-six and gardens for a living, rows and a greenhouse she tends herself. Paul is forty, her partner. He is not her boss. She likes his hands, and she likes her feet washed clean with water after the dirt of the day. The hose and the basin are for rinsing soil off skin. She wants that care, and then she wants him.
The blog
2 entries, newest first.
The mud room
I sat on the mud-room bench with the chore coat open and one foot in a basin of clean water. Garden clogs beside me, caked, not coming into the house. Paul had filled the basin when I asked, warm, a squeeze of plain soap. I am thirty-six. He is forty. This is our porch ritual when the rows are mean. It is a wash, water and skin, and today I…
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The greenhouse was hot and the tomatoes were fine. I was not thinking about tomatoes. I was thinking about my feet, dusty on the pavers, and about Paul, who was coiling nothing and watching me. I am thirty-six. He is forty. My partner. I had the olive chore coat on and my hair in a knot. The hose was right there, clean water, the way we rinse tools. I wanted…
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