As a worker of the grounds here at Covenant, I interact with mulch more than many of my friends. That being said, I do not know if the mulch and I as a whole are on good terms. Most days we are not. These are the cold rainy days where he stubbernly sticks to edge of the truck. Or the cold frozen days where he is asleep and will not wake up. Or on the blazing hot days where he is heavy and smells horrifically.
But I live for the cool, breezy, sunny days. It is then when we are close. I carry him to garden and he lays down without making a fuss. I am happy to be pals with this guy.
-Taxi Cab. VW.
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