I can’t believe I’m saying this… I think I enjoy yardwork.
I’ve never liked it before. The yard was always that stupid thing that required maintenance to stay attractive — and attractive is a very relative term here.
But I have a new appreciation for it being in the Northwest. I trimmed back dead growth from last year yesterday, and found new growth peeking out. All over our yard, infant leaves are stretching toward the sky again. I could almost be content sitting there watching them grow – as long as I was in range of a WiFi connection.
Being aware of spring is giving me a refreshing anticipation of Easter. The new life reaching out of the soil is a very fitting reminder of what Easter is about. The geological and the religious seasons are crashing into each other — and I’m happy to be standing right in the middle of it.