Tonight was a perfect Spring evening. We planned to attend a play in town, maybe go out to dinner. But the light was too perfect, the air so clear and scented with lilac, and the whippoorwills were calling for the first time this year. Who could leave all that to sit in a dark theatre or noisy restaurant? (A bad headache was a good persuader to stay home too)
So we walked around the gardens, discovered the first potatoes breaking through the ground, discussed redoing the pig pen, decided that one of the apple trees needs some major pruning, checked on the little chicks,
noted a grape arbor post that needs to be replaced, picked up odd bits the dogs have dragged in, checked the little leeks I planted Sunday, built a fire in the fire pit, poured a little wine, petted the dogs, listened to the chickens going to bed and sat outside until it got too chilly even with the fire.
By then the headache was completely gone. Isn't it amazing what relaxation and a little time outside can do for our health?