Well, at the end of a long day Mr. Renn and I are both achey and a little sunkissed.
Mr. Renn is achey because this patch of backyard has gone from knee-high weeds to the beautiful vegetable garden you see before you in one day.
I am achey because I am pregnant, although I did help, I pruned all the little bushes.
See, isn't it lovely?
1 comment:
Its a good kind of aching though, isn't it? A good feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment and anticipation of the fruits of your labors. Congratulations!
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