I don't enjoy weeding. As far as I'm concerned, we as females got childbirth as our punishment in the garden of Eden and men got the weeds and fields where they would have to toil. So why am I out there all day weeding???
But back to the thankful part. Even though I really don't enjoy weeding, there is something about approaching that garden full of weeds and attacking it with gusto and then stepping back and seeing a weed-free garden with nothing but freshly turned up soil and beautiful plants growing sans-weeds. (I think that means without weeds - like weed naked). My garden looks good, for now, and for that I am thankful! (Coffee Sat., J?). A.
