Post by Helia Hawke on May 2, 2005 10:56:33 GMT -5
Tomoe and I sat back on the top floor of our new Zento City home. Just completed thanks to the generosity of our new neighbors, it was the most comfortable place that I had ever lived in. The stars twinkled overhead as we sat cross legged on the goza mats in front of our zen rock garden. Off to the right, the sound of a small fountain played a soft rhythm as it splashed into the pool by the statue of the Eternal Buddha. The feint smell of poppies filled the night air.
With a sigh, I unfolded my legs and leaned back on my arms. Looking up at the stars, I said aloud, “You know Tomoe, this is the life.”
“Yeah,” Tomoe replied idly tossing a rock into the rock garden…aiming for a small green plant which had two newly sprouted leaves…
…no sooner had the small stone struck the dirt near the plant then…BANG…the sound reverberated off of the garden walls. The small plant had become a field of whirling deadly blades…
“…and you, said Tomoe, are just as nuts as your mother was…”
I beamed with pride at the small plant that had now become whirling death, just a few short feet away.
“Yup. I surely am…”
“…and don’t call you Shirley,” Tomoe interrupted.
“Yes…and don’t call me Shirley,” I replied automatically to the joke that had become old hat between the two of us. “…and I will take that as a compliment.”
“Where did you get that thing? Tomoe said. Tatsumi used to talk about those things. I have never heard of anyone actually being able to bring one home like that. You know, you should have told me about your little surprise. You had one of those things sticking out of that little blue pot on the front porch. I reach over to look at the new plant and POW…dozens of whirling blades right in the kisser…”
“Complain, complain, complain” I replied, “Did I or did I not take you to the Zento Healer.
“Oh right. Sure. After your knew baby plant cut half of my face off.”
“Did I or did I not put up a warning sign?” I asked.
“Sure you did,” Tomoe shot back at me, “again…after it cut half of my face off.”
“I supposed it did hurt…” I sighed.
“Duh…” Tomoe said in a mockingly stupid tone, “ Do you think?”
“I am sorry.”
“You’re sorry? Tomoe replied, her voice rising, “…and that’s it? You’re SORRY?”
“That,” I replied meekly, “..and several bolts of ice blue cloth.”
“No…” Tome said in a shocked tone, “…really?’
“Yes. Really. They’re downstairs in your workroom.”
“Wow. You got past all of those spiders? There must be hundreds of them.”
“At least” I replied calmly.
“You had to have had to buy a boat just to get there.” Tomoe said with awe.
“I did.”
“But you are terrified of spiders…” Said Tomoe trailing off.
“I am.”
“You did that for me?”
“I did” I replied, are we even?”
“Even.”
A moment of silence passed between the two of us.
Tomoe broke the silence, staring at the field of deadly whirly blades that popped out as she tossed another pebble into the garden….
“Where did you get that thing anyway?”
“Do you really want to know?” I asked.
“You bet I do…”
With a sigh, I unfolded my legs and leaned back on my arms. Looking up at the stars, I said aloud, “You know Tomoe, this is the life.”
“Yeah,” Tomoe replied idly tossing a rock into the rock garden…aiming for a small green plant which had two newly sprouted leaves…
…no sooner had the small stone struck the dirt near the plant then…BANG…the sound reverberated off of the garden walls. The small plant had become a field of whirling deadly blades…
“…and you, said Tomoe, are just as nuts as your mother was…”
I beamed with pride at the small plant that had now become whirling death, just a few short feet away.
“Yup. I surely am…”
“…and don’t call you Shirley,” Tomoe interrupted.
“Yes…and don’t call me Shirley,” I replied automatically to the joke that had become old hat between the two of us. “…and I will take that as a compliment.”
“Where did you get that thing? Tomoe said. Tatsumi used to talk about those things. I have never heard of anyone actually being able to bring one home like that. You know, you should have told me about your little surprise. You had one of those things sticking out of that little blue pot on the front porch. I reach over to look at the new plant and POW…dozens of whirling blades right in the kisser…”
“Complain, complain, complain” I replied, “Did I or did I not take you to the Zento Healer.
“Oh right. Sure. After your knew baby plant cut half of my face off.”
“Did I or did I not put up a warning sign?” I asked.
“Sure you did,” Tomoe shot back at me, “again…after it cut half of my face off.”
“I supposed it did hurt…” I sighed.
“Duh…” Tomoe said in a mockingly stupid tone, “ Do you think?”
“I am sorry.”
“You’re sorry? Tomoe replied, her voice rising, “…and that’s it? You’re SORRY?”
“That,” I replied meekly, “..and several bolts of ice blue cloth.”
“No…” Tome said in a shocked tone, “…really?’
“Yes. Really. They’re downstairs in your workroom.”
“Wow. You got past all of those spiders? There must be hundreds of them.”
“At least” I replied calmly.
“You had to have had to buy a boat just to get there.” Tomoe said with awe.
“I did.”
“But you are terrified of spiders…” Said Tomoe trailing off.
“I am.”
“You did that for me?”
“I did” I replied, are we even?”
“Even.”
A moment of silence passed between the two of us.
Tomoe broke the silence, staring at the field of deadly whirly blades that popped out as she tossed another pebble into the garden….
“Where did you get that thing anyway?”
“Do you really want to know?” I asked.
“You bet I do…”