When in doubt
(and feeling restless),
get your pitchfork,
& personal John Deere driver,
I don't have to mulch, do I, Mom?
and pile up five wagon loads
full of fresh wood chips,
courtesy of thoughtful son-in-law,
spread around yard.
Move a muscle,
Move a whole bunch of feelings ~
We planted, weeded and mulched all day too... feels so good... body and soul!
ReplyDeleteHi there! Thanks for checking in!!! I love all of it...planting, weeding, mulching...
ReplyDeletewarm air, green trees...
sweet season.