Paul Bunyan and Babe, his blue ox

Shiva and his steed, Nandi the bull

Is that Paul Bunyan on my roof, pulling down entire trees that have begun growing up there?  No, it’s a mild mannered kirtan bass player in his alter ego role as Mr. Muscles (and he’s got ’em)!  He spent the morning pulling up the 6 foot tall Brazilian Pepper Tree and 4 foot tall Lantana bush that had begun growing atop the aluminum metal roof of the back porch.  The mats of roots and leaf mulch was so thick that I didn’t have to plant them.  They came down as if in thickly woven welcome mats. I dragged them to the newly bare spot that the tree cutters left open to the view of my neighbor’s home, so now we’re once again hidden 🙂  It’s not every pal who will climb up on the roof in the hot Florida sun and sweep away 4-5 years worth of jungle with a smile on his face and a chant on his lips.  Om Gam Ganapataye Namah.  Which brings me to: Did you ever notice that you never see Paul Bunyan and Babe at the same time you see Shiva and Nandi?  Thoughts that make you go hmmmm…