I spent a lot of time in the gardens of my great-grandmother, and my grandparents. I often wondered why they seemed so happy to be outside. After all they were working! I just didn’t get it. All that hoeing and watering and weeding and harvesting…with a smile on their face.
Now I completely understand.
There is nothing better than knowing I have time to be outside in the garden this weekend…except perhaps to know that in a few weeks I can spend a part of every day there!