Daydreaming

- We're working on our vegetable garden - 

- The logistics of it have been figured out -

- That was my part - 

- Aaron's part is the muscle-power -

- That part's not finished yet -

- But hopefully by the end of the week -

- And I'm daydreaming -

- I have been for a couple days -

- Ever since I visited with a girlfriend -

- She's daydreaming -

- And apparently it's contagious -

Have I mentioned that I HATE being outside. I hate sweating, I hate dirt under my nails. I hate bugs. I hate the wind blowing my hair into my face.  I hate squinting in the bright light.  And I HATE that being hot makes it very difficult for me to breathe - really - it makes me think I'm going to pass out (lung problems). ..... So, I guess the real problem is that for the first time in our married-life we actually OWN SOIL, and I feel obligated to do something useful and beautiful with it. 

I've been outside WEEDING recently, and each time I comment (several times) how much I hate yard work.  I don't want to use Round-up to kill the weeds.  I was told that it's made by the same company that made Agent Orange and DEET - not the best track record!  But the weeds need to go (they irritate me), and we can't afford a gardener (by a LONG shot!), so I weed.  I've also been outside "helping" with the vegetable garden.  Technically I'm not doing anything to help - I just feel like I am because I'm standing there taking pictures and telling Aaron how cute he is when he bends over to pick up something.

But even though I really, truly HATE being outside I've been daydreaming.  Who wouldn't when there's such beauty to be planted?