The Feathered Ladies were anxious to be out and about this afternoon. And I was ready to be outside with them. It was a very good day at the office, but I was ready to let the relaxation wash over me.
I was home. And the gardens were calling to me.
There is just something about gardening with the ladies that is very soothing. They don't care about the stresses of a day, how much road construction I ran into on the way home, or that I forgot to put gas in the tank of the van, and now need to run to the local station in the morning.