The
definition for the verb "butcher" is to slaughter or cut
up. Recently I had watched four butchers
compete on chopped. I wouldn't say they
"slaughter" as they seemed to have a craft. There was an art to their skill. My skills
live up to definition of "slaughter" and it isn't just with meat, but
with plants as well. Give me scissors, a cleaver, a knife or whatever. I "butcher" things - but not in a
pleasant way.
We had a ham on Easter. When it was more than half gone, Roland asked
me to cut up and remove the remaining meat
from the bones. I think I heard a bunch
of butchers roll over in their graves as I'm certain my mutilation was quite
brutal in comparison to their skilled perfection. I know my butchering skills themselves would
get me disqualified.
I think I am the most productive with
gardening when I am angry. Weeding and
clipping are a way for me to vent - but may not be the best for the
plants. As I have mentioned, our front
yard is overrun with junipers and we have discovered that they have been
responsible for chocking the life out of some other plants. Roland sent me out there to trim down the
junipers and allow the rocks and other plants to show. I probably don't think I did a great job as I
was not angry.
I had on some winter gloves because I hadn't known how cold it was outside. Roland had me trade for a work pair. I think a plant must have stabbed me, or perhaps it had been a result of my own careless butchering, but when I had finished, there was a large hole in one glove.
I need to work on my cutting so that I can be refined and skilled.
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