Honey-suckle Jimson weed, jerusalem oak seed

Honeysuckle, Jimson weed and Jerusalem oak seed My grandfather loved two things beyond all else: the sound of rain that comes in the night and sleeping in a feather bed. His greatest joy was when the two came together. When I was a child in my grandfather’s house, there were summer nights when I would wake to hear him shuffling blindly though the kitchen. I would rise to see him, clad in his white …

…filled with what is probably millions of wasp and forgotten relics, but the one I dream about most is the featherbed (gone now) and the soft rain and the warmth of my grandfather’s body – and the sense of security that he gave me in the warm darkness. Sometimes on rainy summer nights, I climb up the stairs and unroll a sleeping bag on the floor. “Honeysuckle and Jimson Weed,” I say. “Jerusalem oak seed.”