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KayLee's Trail

By KayLee Armstrong

I called my lesbian Aunt in California the other evening. Yes I have a lesbian Aunt; there really must be something in the family genes. Oh, I could name cousins but I better not go there. I will stick to the diversity of two different family members on the opposite coasts of our vast and wonderful country.

My Aunt Lois is a stereotypical lesbian: I am not. I do not state this in any demeaning way at all. She gets a thrill out of power tools: need I say more? One time when I was visiting her many years ago I was enlisted to help remove some over grown Eucalyptus trees on the edge of her property. Decked out in her jeans, flannel shirt, ball cap, and ear protection she revved up her chain saw. "Isn't this fun!" She exclaimed shouting over its dreadful roar, smiling from ear to ear. I was on vacation and really was not looking forward to being a lumberJack for a day or a lumberJill for that matter. I wanted to go see the sights in San Francisco. "No! This was not my idea of fun."

We had been a little out of touch for a long time but finally I picked up the phone and dialed her number. I remembered it even though it had been several years since I had phoned her. That was about a year ago and we have been keeping in touch more often lately.

Aunt Lois has been following my creative writing projects with interest. When my article Alone on the Florida Trail was published in the December 2001 Issue of Womyn's Words I was anxious to call and let her know. Of course she requested a copy in the paper form even though an email copy was already sent. She was happy that I was getting my supportive thoughts out there to the community.

Then she proceeded to tell me about her newest venture. Digging "Air Ditches." It took me a while to catch on to her twisted sense of humor. You are not the only one asking, what the hell is an "Air Ditch?" Let me explain. Aunt Lois was taking a class on Backhoe Operation. Yes, Backhoe Operation, heavy equipment! Since the rainy season in California turns everything to mud they were not able to dig real in-the-ground ditches. It had been raining a lot and practicing outside was not feasible. The alternate plan was to be inside a barn and pretend to be digging using the correct backhoe functions. She labeled them "Air Ditches" since she was scooping up air out of her ditch and dumping it into an "Air Mound" on the side. "The most exciting day I had in years." She stated.

"Isn't it funny." Said Aunt Lois in her always whimsical, giggling manor. "Your are finding your niche writing stories for a lesbian magazine and I am out here digging Air Ditches."

In our diversity we are both using trees and Mother Earth to derive pleasure in our lives. Aunt Lois gets a kick out of sawing an overgrown Eucalyptus into firewood or digging an Air Ditch with a backhoe. Mine is burning ink spots onto paper to share my thoughts or digging my wilderness latrine in the great outdoors. We may share the same bloodlines but our likes and dislikes are different. We are two different people, living in two different coastal states. About the only similarity that we share is the same sex attraction. Isn't human diversity great?

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