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           Rightnowsuchthingsarebothersometoyou,andIwonderifitisn’tbecauseyou’veneverlearnedtousethem.Ifyouhadyourwayyou’dpassalawtoabolishallthelittlejobs,thelittlethings.Butthenyou’dleaveyourselvesnothingtodobetweenthebigjobsandyou’dhaveadevilofatimethinkingupthingstodosoyouwouldn’tgocrazy.Insteadofthat,whynotletnatureshowyouafewthings?Cuttinggrassandpullingweedscanbeawayoflife,son."

           BillForresterwassmilingquietlyathim.

           "Iknow,"saidGrandpa,"Italktoomuch."

           "There’snooneI’dratherhear."

           "Lecturecontinued,then.Lilacsonabusharebetterthanorchids.Anddandelionsanddevilgrassarebetter!Why?Becausetheybendyouoverandturnyouawayfromallthepeopleandthetownforalittlewhileandsweatyouandgetyoudownwhereyourememberyougotanoseagain.Andwhenyou’realltoyourselfthatway,you’rereallyyourselfforalittlewhile;yougettothinkingthingsthrough,alone.Gardeningisthehandiestexcuseforbeingaphilosopher.Nobodyguesses,nobodyaccuses,nobodyknows,butthereyouare,Plateinthepeonies,Socratesforce-growinghisownhemlock.AmantotingasackofbloodmanureacrosshislawniskintoAtlaslettingtheworldspineasyonhisshoulder.AsSamuelSpaulding,Esquire,oncesaid,’digintheearth,delveinthesoul.’Spinthosemowerblades,Bill,andwalkinthesprayoftheFountainofYouth.Endoflecture.Besides,amessofdandeliongreensisgoodeatingonceinawhile."

           "Howmanyyearssinceyouhaddandeliongreensforsupper,sir?"

           "Wewon’tgointothat!"