Time keeps on ticking, and I can hear it loud and clear like my own heartbeat. I need about two weeks.
Isn’t that funny? Most people want time to lounge on the beach. To go fishing. To ski.
I, on the other hand, wish for more time to work in my garden. Ridiculous but true. Even when Mother Nature decides to leapfrog spring right into summer, I’m happy to toil away, working up a sweat and even some achy muscles. It’s hard to beat. Especially when you have these beauties waiting on you: