Doo dee doo dee doo, dee dee dee dee dee, sang Blurtso as he opened a bag of potting soil and poured it in the pot. Doo dee doo dee doo, dee dee dee dee dee, he continued to sing as he placed a seed in the soil.

I hope my seed will become a geranium, he said, watering the soil in the pot. I hope it will be big and red. I hope it will be big and red and important. I’ll treat it like an important geranium even if it isn’t, even if its leaves are sickly and irregular, and even if it isn’t red. Oh little seed! Oh soil and water and pot! I hope you’ll become a big and beautiful geranium! 

Hello geranium, said Blurtso, what a lovely day for growing! Shucking shells, running roots, sending sprouts, soaking up sun! Ahhhh, thought Blurtso, what a lovely lovely day! 

Doo dee doo dee doo, dee dee dee dee dee, a water drop for you, a water drop for me. Doo dee doo dee doo, dee dee dee dee dee, even if you drink your fill, there’s still enough for me.

Off we go, said Blurtso, grabbing his geranium and driving into the day. Coffee and a croissant, cross-town rush commute, lightless corner cubicle, full-time basement root. Isn’t this the life, life for you and me, sleep drive work drive sleep, la dee da dee dee. What a lovely life, la dee da dee dee, a day with with my geranium, a day for you and me.