Hi Luv et alii,
|I enjoy being a part of this Butterflies world|
Tonight, as I do most nights I go out to look around the garden and give Choco our dog a chance to empty his bladder.
As I wandered around I came to the new raised veggie beds. To shine the flashlight down a row of newly sprouted String Beans was... gratifying?
It feels good to wander around our garden/temple and realize that I had a hand in it's creation.
Not the only hand and not even the biggest or best hand but enough of a hand to feel good.
Who knew that being a servant would bring such feelings?
Take care, stay safe,
The Old Man