These days, every time I write something new for my blog I feel as though I am writing on luxuriously stolen time. I just came home from work at the garden shop where it was hot and busy. I'm a little sunburned and whole lot tired, but I feel good. The puppy is sound asleep in the next room and Vinny will be back home with a pizza from the neighborhood pizza joint any minute. At the moment I am even enjoying a beer. When was the last time I had one of those? So long that I don't even remember--but, my god, it tastes good!
I thought I had something more interesting to say, but maybe not. Mostly I just wanted to revel in the experience of feeling good and hopefully pass it on to you.