Hard work.

I have learned to not be afraid of stinging nettles.
I still don't want them on my face or my fingers, but the rest is pretty irrelevant.

I just spent an hour digging up roots; sometimes it feels really good to sweat and get dirty.
The brush pile is getting bigger and bigger and I just keep clearing it out.
I might be, if lucky, 1/3 of the way done.
Our garden might be huge.  Seriously. Huge.

I am loving it though.
Last year I didn't get my hands dirty hardly at all.
I missed it.

What are the things in your life that are important to you that you even sometimes forget about?
What are the ways that you combine hard work and joy



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