Becoming

Yesterday I was scratching around in the garden in a tank top and reveling in the feeling of the sun on my back. Today I'm huddled in the house, about to build a fire in the middle of the afternoon. It's been overcast all day, thick and grey and cold. We weeded out the bed where our old climbing rose had expired, and the next step is to amend the soil and put in a new bush. There may be a huge wrinkle in these work plans, as Mr. S has to make a big decision about having hand surgery on his broken finger.

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