Week 4 9/29/2009 Intro 1 of cause essay -revised
Up until today, I would have sauntered into my garden wearing my favorite pair of Capri pants and a tank top. My husband is quick comment, however, I make no fashion statement this morning. I am equally quick to remind him, I am on a mission today, not a runway. I am wearing an over-sized, flannel, men’s, long-sleeved, plaid shirt. As a result of all the rain we have had this summer, my climbing rose shrub has reached the second floor on the south side of the house and will need to be severely trimmed back before the first frost. I expect to be up to my elbows in thorns for the best part of the morning. The cuffs of my black, twill pants are tucked into a pair of faded, blue, Government Issue, cotton socks. Walking through the tall wet grass back and forth to the compost pile, I am certain to stir up nats, mosquitoes and ticks. I am allergic to bees, therefore, I wear the longest pair of socks I can find in my husbands sock drawer. My rubber soled shoes lace up the front and come midway up my legs. On account of my shin splints, I need that extra support when I do a lot of walking. My hair is pulled tightly back in a ponytail. Because the days are getting shorter now, I only have about nine hours of good daylight to get all my yard work done this weekend. I can not waste time worrying about a bad hair day or fashion. Although, that might have been the reason I selected a faded, blue, plaid scrunchie.