Gardening with Chloe is a wonderful experience. She works hard and we talk about all sorts of things. She is telling me about weeding and how it is a lot like life. How we need to always pull up our weeds and get them out. She breaks suddenly into another personality and stands up. She is tired of the row she is weeding in and asks in a southern drawl. "Ma’am, do you have a job for me to do?" We talk about which weeds might be more fun for her to pull right now and she barters for the job. I tell her I can’t pay her in money, but I’ll let her eat at my house for as long as she wants. She accepts the deal. Then she sets in again weeding a spot closer to me.
I tell her about an amazing lady who came and helped me in the garden this morning and how she was really good at getting weeds. I tell her how nice it was to have the lady’s company and what a great gardening companion she was. She wants to know more about the lady. She asks me what her name is. I tell her it is Chloe. Her voice becomes bolder and more confident in the conversation and she really wants to meet this wonderful Chloe lady. I look over at her and she is beaming with pride.
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