May 28
Pulling weeds is very cathartic. Much like life, sometimes we must remove things before they grow out of control. I spent much of my afternoon and evening pulling weeds. The rewards of a simple task like yanking a dandelion or some morning glory from the earth is somehow satisfying to the soul. Too bad it is so hard on the body. As I progressed I could see the ground I had covered and the progress I made. Bent over in Read more…