Grill Out
I spent the entire day outside. The grass is cut and trimmed. The flower beds have been cleared of dead leaves from the previous fall season. New pine straw has been laid. Mulched the back beds and relaid all the edge bricks. Deep-cleaned the grill. Ashley put together the flower pots for the front and back. I tossed more ball with Myrtle than I ever have in one day.
My arms and hands are sore from digging around in the Earth, and it feels amazing. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I genuinely think humans need this connection to the planet to feel right. You don’t need to farm acres of land to get it; you just need a little time to feel that soil under your nails while the sun warms your back every once in a while.
The day ended with a boatload of hot dogs on that freshly cleaned grill.