THREE-HUNDRED SIXTY-FOUR DAYS of the year, he’s got me nailed: Yes, Andre, I am often seen in the wrong footwear (read: garden boots), no matter the occasion. They’re just so easy on the feet, if not the eyes. But today, as yet another glacier slid across beautiful downtown Cupcake Falls, N.Y., even I had to relent and change into crampons to go break up the ice, or at least give it my best shot.
The storm and the aftermess were so distracting that I even forgot today was Thursday (meaning Andre Day), until faithful Johanna squawked “Where’s Andre?” a few minutes ago on some other silly post I loaded in, thinking it was Wednesday. But no: Today, the day I spent not in garden boots but my even sexier YakTrax, was Andre Day, and I have done you and everyone wrong. Mea culpa, Andre Jordan.
I have also done the local environment wrong in some measure by using lots of rock salt, or halite, to try to make the steep passage from house to street resemble something other than a bobsled track. I begged the plants around me, already irritated at the tenacious cold we’ve been having and all the ice and wind, to please forgive me.
“You’re not environmentally friendly today, Miss Margaret,” they said without answering whether they’ll tolerate my misdeed and not croak as result of the salty mess I’d made.
I may not have done right today on all these scores–the posting schedule, the fashionable footwear, and especially the use of salts–but there is something environmentally friendly to offer as an antidote: Andre’s environmentally friendly bird doodle is the first of his garden doodles to become a T-shirt (for sale in his shop with some other ever-so-slightly more edgy ones). Congratulations, Andre (and p.s., would you mind reminding me next week when Thursday’s due again?).