Tension On The Line

Morning roadwork pushed past the brick border straight toward the heavy green garden hose coiled beside the porch! The ribbed vinyl was chilled and stiff, looped tight against its iron bracket. I didn't detour around the coil—I engaged it head-on. Dropping into a deep squat, I gripped the thick, ridged green hose with both hands, engaged my hips, and levered a heavy loop off the iron spool. The thick rubber uncoiled with a sharp, thumping snap onto the damp mulch, freeing two feet of line for clear passage. Path opened, tension conquered!