verge (vʉrj)
the edge, brink, or margin (of something): also used figuratively the verge of the forest, on the verge of hysteria

to tend or incline (to or toward)
to be in the process of change or transition into something else; pass gradually (into) dawn verging into daylight

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Henry Revisited

Henry is still in the driveway.  I can hardly believe it.  As we were taking our Sunday morning walk after the September wedding, there he was, as unassuming as ever.  I noticed he was having a yard sale this time and so we stopped to once again say hello.  He didn't have much to say, but that's so Henry.  He works very hard, you know.

I first met Henry in May 2010 when he was perched in this very same driveway doing his very same driveway thing.  At the time, I was immediately captivated by his Zelig-like relationship to the driveway. It appeared that the driveway was an extension of his being, that it grew  right out of his legs and body. Henry's apparent Oneness with his Driveway gave me goose bumps, a few chuckles, and a blog post.  I was instantly smitten with him and I've wondered about him many times since that day in May.

I was delighted to have the chance to see him again in action, this time overseeing a fabulous end-of-season yard sale. His partner says that even though Henry refuses to retire from his Oneness work, his back legs are giving out, and at fifteen years old, age is truly taking its toll. 

As we were leaving, he assumed his usual spot in the center of the driveway.  I looked back one more time.  He was perfect in every way. I hope I see him again but then again, knowing Henry and his Oneness powers,  I'm not so sure I'll know it if I do.

1 comment:

  1. Henry is noble! Thanks for telling us about him.