Hey Folks,
Well, here we are again, many of us scrabbling around for last-minute gifts and worrying and fretting about what to buy for whom. And as of today, there are NINE shopping days (including weekends) until Christmas. It’s really odd, isn’t it, how Christmas sneaks up on us? It’s almost as if last year, on December 26, we somehow experienced a memory wipe and failed to realize we had only 366 days until Christmas. So what’s any of that have to do with writing?
If you’re a person who enjoys writing the annual Christmas letter, this will pertain. If you aren’t, maybe this will convince you to start. If you’re reading this at all, chances are you’re a writer. What better way to share your talents with your loved ones et al than writing a Christmas letter?
I heard a comment recently that sparked the notion to write this blog post. A lady who had received my Christmas letter said, ”You had me worried. I thought certain I’d open this and find things like ‘my kid made the honor roll’ and ‘my other kid joined the Peace Corps’ and ‘my third kid received the Nobel Peace Prize,’ blah blah blah.” But no.
Over the past several years I’ve used the Christmas letter as an opportunity to let my insanity flow. It makes me feel as if I’ve been creative, and with any luck at all, it will entertain the readers. At the worst, since you’ll be sending your Christmas letter mostly to family and friends, they pretty much have to read it.
And if they aren’t entertained… well, that’s their fault.
I generally pick one major topic or event from the previous year and expound on it without mercy. Here’s a slightly revised version of the Christmas letter I sent out this year:
How difficult can it be to grow a garden? That was the thought irradiating my poor little brain when I set out to plant a garden in the lush soil of Southeast Arizona in the Spring of this year. All it takes is a little sun, a little water and the proper mix of soil and nutrients, right? Of course in Arizona, which I understand is Swahili for Arid Zone, we have all the free sun we need, but very little water even if we spit a lot.
Well, we got the garden in, but it started disappearing pretty much overnight. See, there are these things called javelinas. They’re basically giant rats who eat everything in sight. People out here ride ‘em in rodeos. Anyway, there was no way to keep the vegetables away from the javelina hogs, so we figured we needed a fence. Only I’m seriously adverse to digging postholes in this dirt-laden rock when even a hydraulic post hole digger mounted to a Cat won’t get through. Okay, time for a bright idea. We’d lay railroad ties around the perimeter, nail upright 2×4s to the railroad ties, and then string fence around the whole blasted thing.
Did you know that one railroad tie weighs close to 200 pounds? Well, we loaded ‘em one by one into the bed of my pickup, then unloaded them one by one close to the garden site, then maneuvered, cajoled, kicked and cussed them one by one into place. Then we sat back, popped a tab, and thought of how smart we were. Ahem… then we realized what we really wanted all along was not only a vegetable garden, but also a walking garden with vegetables, paths, seating areas and a maybe even a water-feature, though a “sand feature” or an “air feature” or a “rock feature” would make considerably more sense out here.
Okay, so a few weeks later, we expanded the area with more railroad ties and more fence — TWICE — each time working during the day to complete what we could and stringing temporary fencing each day to keep out the javelinas that night. Oh, and those “features?” Eventually we settled for several “mesquite features” and a few “white-thorn acacia features,” mostly ’cause they were already there and they’re a LOT easier to leave be than to dig up.
Well, about that time we realized that since the ground is hard enough to bend a steel post, there was no way we could dig a garden plot. Vegetables need dirt — not rocks — to grow (well, except for devil’s claw wild okra, but that’s a topic for another time). Have you ever seen a pickup going down the road with the bed resting on its springs, its front end swaying and front tires barely touching the ground with every bump? Yep. We bought 200 bags of topsoil and transported it to the garden. It’s easy to develop assembly line techniques when unloading and dumping 200 bags of topsoil. Later… much later… we found out all we needed was sieved, native dirt and horse… umm, manure.
Okay, so where to find a manure factory? Turns out my buddy Johnny Mangum, who raises and trains racehorses, also owns a front loader. He dumped a quarter ton of the stuff into the bed of my pickup and he didn’t laugh at me hardly at all. He has the front loader, but we have only our backs, arms, shovels, rakes, and a pitch fork. Casey (our Chihuahua) couldn’t understand why for days we smelled like horse apples. We bought tomato plants — ten of them — and tomatoes clearly LOVE horse manure. Each plant, even the cherry tomato, was over four feet high and about 4 feet around. The beefsteak was probably six feet high and a good six feet around.
That was our year, live and learn. For one thing, we learned not to plant so many freakin’ tomatoes! We feel about tomatoes like Forest Gump felt about shrimp. We have dried tomatoes, boiled tomatoes, frozen tomatoes, tomato soup, tomato juice, tomato spaghetti sauce, tomato salsa, and enough of all of those to last several years. Ever had tomato enchiladas? They’re wonderful. Dry cereal in tomato juice? Tomato pies, tomato cakes, tomato candles, tomato soap, and I recently topped off the differential in my pickup with 90 weight tomato oil. Ahem…
So there’s an example for you of a “creative” Christmas letter. Anyway, hope you have a great Christmas. And if you need any tomatoes, let us know.
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‘Til next time, happy writing!
Harvey
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