Like a plant, I must be watered. Daily is ideal, but nothing is ethical under capitalism, let alone ideal.

So, put me in the car on Saturdays and drive me a few towns away and dip me for a good six hours. Be sure to remember sunscreen, two jimmy john’s sandwiches and the floaties.

If it is raining, set me out on the porch with a good book, a hot cocoa if you’d be so kind, and let me bask in the storm.

At the end of the season, make me take the day off, or a week. Send me to the A-frame, come with me. I’ll hold your flashlight while you turn on the generator.

In the winter months, keep me warm with your body and soak me in a tub when you have the chance. Bubble bath appreciated.