We had some miraculous rain on Halloween here in Los Angeles. About an inch when the last we've had was one tenth of an inch April 1. Considering the Biblical/DEFCON4 drought in these parts, it was glorious!
The next day I was playing flag football and got mud under my fingernails and had a moment. The kind of moment gardeners must have all the time...how wonderful that feeling of earth is.
It's all about the frame isn't it? Dirt on a chair/bench when I'm dressed up purty is very UNwelcome. But digging my toes into the sand or the feel of soil when you're playing on a field or in a garden is kind of magical. Do you ever have those moments? How do they make you feel?
The next day I was playing flag football and got mud under my fingernails and had a moment. The kind of moment gardeners must have all the time...how wonderful that feeling of earth is.
It's all about the frame isn't it? Dirt on a chair/bench when I'm dressed up purty is very UNwelcome. But digging my toes into the sand or the feel of soil when you're playing on a field or in a garden is kind of magical. Do you ever have those moments? How do they make you feel?
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