This was dad’s place to sit and rest after working in the yard or in his storage shed, we called the cuartito. Mom would sit there too with him, and they would eat something sweet and drink their coffee. They would sometimes just sit and look out, not even talking. I often wondered what they were looking at. It wasn’t the most spectacular view, just of the neighbor’s rooftop, trees, birds, and the sky. The chairs had been empty, so I figured I should sit there too, in hopes of catching a glimpse of what they were fascinated with. Maybe it was the calmness and the beauty of nature. They loved birds, so I’m sure they were entertained by their singing and the communication they had amongst themselves.
Dad would often sit by himself and stare out into the yard, almost like he was studying the layout and planning his next big project. His mission often involved him moving his rocks or bricks from one part of the yard to another, spending time in his storage shed moving things from one spot to another, or doing yard work. Then, before heading inside, he would go back to his chair and look out. Almost like he was checking out his finished project or planning his next.
Maybe I will sit in the chair and admire the calmness and beauty of nature. I can contemplate my life choices, find answers to my pending questions, and decide what projects I want to create and be a part of. Just like dad, studying the layout to see what my next move is.
The World of Dlo 