Saturday, April 3, 2010

Garden Day
















With Spring springing, the garden needed some attention. With my oxygen in a backpack, the candela in my nose, a mask over my nose and mouth, a large hat, long-sleeved shirt and earphones, I attacked the yards. It’s a war.

I had a blast.

Five hours later, most of the yard was hand trimmed, weeded, cut, tended, talked to, encouraged, and watered.

My body aches but I feel so good.

After a quick shower, I walked the yards barefooted with a tall glass of ice water. The gardener in me noticed what was going to need work but the other side of me noticed how good it all look. So satisfying.

I will sleep like a baby tonight.

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