How I needed that feeling.
Of heart pounding, back hurting, hoe swinging...
Breaking up the ground, flinging out the weeds. My cheeks cold to the touch, but inside, I am warm with satisfaction.
And upon coming inside at the end of the day I find the house is cosier, the tea is hotter, tastes all the better, children are quieter, piano more inviting...
- and I am strangely craving, for the chance to get out there tomorrow, and do some more?