Ay, Naturaleza/ Oh, Nature

Caminaba ayer decalza en mi pasto, mi pasto diverso, mi pasto atrevido y descarado, mi adorado pasto de toda clase de hierba silvestre, flores silvestres, tantos colores verdes, y notaba las texturas distintas, me fijaba en las partes suaves, las partes duras, las partes ásperas, las partes esponjosas. Miraba hacia el bosque, me acercaba a la orilla de mi pasto donde empieza el bosque, cuidándome no salir del pasto porque allá crece la hiedra venenosa.

(Amigos, imaginen música aquí, una música alegre, dulce, con flautas y campanas, con violoncello tal vez y violines; imaginen unas hadas bailando en el pasto o unas ninfas del bosque, echando chispas al aire, felices, riendo….) ¡Ya basta! ¡REGRESA A LA REALIDAD!

Amanecí con un comezón tremendo en la area del tobillo. Le dije a Teo, “Algo me picó en la cama, me puse la crema que nos hizo Aaron, y sí, ayudó.”
“Qué raro, “ me dijo.

Uh oh, pensé. Miré mi pie de nuevo, todo el tobillo estaba cubierto de “piquetes.”
Teo lo vio. “Oh, no, es la hiedra venenosa. Se va a poner peor.”
“¿Más comezón?” le pregunté.
“Sí, durará diez días.”

Ay, mi adorada Naturaleza, primero las peras, ahora esto. ☹

Oh, Nature

Yesterday I was walking barefoot in the grass, my diverse grass, my interesting grass, my daring and bold grass, my beloved grass of all kinds of weeds and wildflowers, so many kinds of green and I noticed the different textures. I noticed the soft parts, the hard parts, the scratchy parts, the spongy parts. I looked toward the woods and got close to the edge of the grass where the woods begin, taking care not to leave the grass because that’s where the poison ivy grows.

(Friends, imagine music here, happy and sweet music with flutes and bells, with a cello maybe and violins; imagine fairies dancing on the grass or wood nymphs sending sparks into the air, blissful, laughing…) That’s enough! COME BACK TO REALITY!

I woke up with a tremendous itch around my ankle. I said to Ted, “Something bit me in bed. I used that cream that Aaron made for us and it helped.”

“How strange,” he said.

Uh oh, I thought. I looked at my foot again. The whole ankle area was covered in “bites.”

Ted looked at it. “Oh, no, that’s poison ivy. It’s going to get worse.”
“Itchier?” I asked him.
“Yes, it’s going to last ten days.”

Oh, my beloved Nature, first the pears, and now this. ☹

Soy Lorena.
8/18/07