The idea that today is off, is, well, wrong. Today is not "off" it is perfect and free. I had a delightful day, doing just what I desire. I gardened. I spent three hours transplanting "chardlings". I love that word. I made it up. Little tiny seedlings sprouted from chard seeds - hundreds of them - have now been separated and planted in their six-packs and little pots. Russ uses so very much chard for his daily smoothies and this is me loving him.
What is love? Love is three hours transplanting individual seedlings for a man who will eventually take the grown plants and pulverize them into a nutritious drink.
Love is his making sure I have plenty of Chardonnay to inspire me to create dinner. He is right. I have some wonderful grass-fed beef and marinara ready to put together with the organic pasta. Life is so good. I am blessed.
What is love? Love is three hours transplanting individual seedlings for a man who will eventually take the grown plants and pulverize them into a nutritious drink.
Love is his making sure I have plenty of Chardonnay to inspire me to create dinner. He is right. I have some wonderful grass-fed beef and marinara ready to put together with the organic pasta. Life is so good. I am blessed.