Ok, not really, I just felt like I needed to write that. Don't ask me why, because I really have no idea why I do or say half the crap that crosses my lips or in this case, my fingertips. Just so you know, I hate cocklebur.....those little suckers hurt like hell when you get stuck by them. It's true they do. Have you ever had to pick a few dozen off of your pants or socks? Worse yet, have you ever stepped on one bare footed? OUCH!
I'm sure Cindy will remember Grandma and Grandpa Kasters house up on the hill. They used to have a big garden on the lot to the south of the house. Well, we were bare foot children...as soon as the weather was nice, the shoes were gone, unless we were going somewhere...but must of the time...I'd lose those puppies. I'm still like that today, I get home, the shoes come off and I'm running around bare footed or with socks on. Anyway, if you were brave enough to walk down by the garden....look out, there were burs everywhere and they would get you. I think I knew from experience how far you could go before being attacked. It's like I knew where the invisible line was and stayed away from it at all costs.
I've met many people in my short time on earth that are like the human form of cockleburs. LOL, did that sound like I'm an alien or something....man, I'm such a freak....any way, you get my drift. Well, there are some people that remind me of burs. They look kind of interesting, they seem to have deep mysterious features and you just want to see what they are all about. They get you when you least expect it, sticking their little barbs into you and holding on for dear life. Later, you reflect on things and you can't for the life of you, figure out why you would ever be friends with a Cocklebur. Where you crazy or what. I mean you always knew deep down that is what they were. You can't really hate them for their actions, not once you get over the initial shock of it and the pain it caused.....nope, you can't hate them because its just their nature. You just have to accept it and now that you see them for who they really are...you have to avoid that invisible boundary where they dwell.
Did that make any sense? Don't answer that....lol. I'm just in a strange mood today.
4 comments:
Oh dear! I can't imagine what would be worse: cockleburs on your socks or cockleburs in your life! Ouch!
I remember. I hate shoes and those suckers come off as soon as I get home. I have even gone outside while snow was on the ground to take out my trash bare foot.
Cockleburs and nettles...ugh! They are tenacious little buggers though, they stick and sting. Though I've never gotten any here in the city, I got them all the time back home.
Maybe everybody hates cockleburrs, me included, but they gave the inventor of Velco the idea . the little hooks that hook to things, works good if it hooks to something that you want to hold in place.. Now who says they didn't have a reason for being put on earth???!!!! God knew what he was doing!!
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