For nearly two weeks I have been struggling with a fold-up red table that has become unstuck at one of its main struts. I use it every day, and so have spent many minutes realigning a metal rod through both struts and then replacing the unstuck strut only to have it fall apart the next time I use it.
Today, I opened my copy of “Haiku Mind” to this Gary Snyder poem:
“After weeks of watching the roof leak
I fixed it tonight
by moving a single board”.
I love both the literal and metaphorical interpretations. And so within ten minutes and a small amount of glue the table is mended.Now what else do I need to get around to…