How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My spade can reach, when digging out of sight
Into the sandy soils at your base.
I love thee because I figured, best case,
Digging four holes — forty-two inches deep,
And fourteen inches diameter, each —
At the rate I work, would take me four days.
But using our combined strength, Chris and I
Had those holes dug in just over an hour.
Then, as often happens, Chris had to fly;
And it didn’t take long for my mood to sour.
He packed his bags, and after we said good-bye,
I poured those footings using only my own power.
My iambic pentameter may be weak, but my deck is strong.Continue Reading