Monday was so warm that if I lay down in front
of the Egytian onion bed and looked through the green toward the sky, I
could almost believe it was summer. The chickens --- who have
been craving every iota of sun for the last few months --- begged me to
turn their tractors around so that they'd have shade. Lucy and
her doggie buddy (who's visiting for the week) slipped up into the cool
at the edge of the hillside.
Meanwhile, I chained myself to the computer for four hours, then could
bear it no more. Many people are greedy for more money, but I'm
greedy for more time in the outdoors --- once I've paid the bills, I'm
far more likely to be found in the garden than hammering down someone's
door in search of more clients. After all, don't I get more
enjoyment out of an hour in the sun than I would out of working an hour
and then taking us out to dinner or some other frivolity? I
prepared more garden beds to be planted today and pondered the careful
balance we walk between enough time and enough money.