There is so much to do around our little place.
The list of things to do inside is as long as both my legs!
I see beautiful images like this.
Spring cannot be stopped.
Time marches on... The garden needs planting. I'm torn. Inside the Laundry needs washed and hung outside.
Once I'm out there hanging up the towels and have the sheets blowing in the wind;
my mind turns to other things~
I easily get distracted. I walk in the yard, sometimes around the whole 4 acres . I tend the chickens. I walk the fence row-- I stoop to pull a weed from the beds...
I've forgotten all about the vacuum, left sitting near the kitchen door-- waiting to run frantically across the rugs.
I kept a little plaque that came from my Mother in-laws home.
The kiss of the sun for pardon~
The song of the Birds for Mirth;
One is nearer Gods Heart in a Garden~
than any where else on Earth.
But...I'd rather walk behind a push mower
than run a vacuum.