The red watering can is relevant today because of course it is so jaunty and nice to look at. It is also fun to use, so fun that I am lying with my feet propped up because my back is all a mess because I’m pretty sure I overdid it last week with the fun of filling this, yanking it up with one hand and hefting its multigallons while bending over growing things. Yesterday I told my student at the Catholic church that my back hurt, and she said “What is my doctor? First: God! Two: Advil!”
interlexionality 