So Pretty

 These days we often do a bit of a walk-about when we return from our morning walk.  Didn't have to walk far to see how pretty our newest little tree is doing.  It smiles in its flowers.  I'm so happy to see it has made it through the winter and seems to be thriving. 

The Husband is out in the yard.  He meant to get the sprinklers going and then work on his tiered strawberry beds.  We went to the nursery the other day and supplied ourselves with the veggie starts and seeds.  He's always so anxious to grow things, be out in the beauty of our world, feeling hope in his work.

But, he discovered that when we "planted" the home security sign he'd severed one of the sprinkler pipes.  Detours abound in life, don't they?

I always feel guilty when he's outside maintaining our lovely home and yard and I'm inside doing whatever I'm doing.  It seems like he works so much harder than I do.  I have to keep reminding myself that this is good for him - both brain and body.  And as long as he is willing and capable I need to be supportive and grateful.  

And I am: ever grateful for this man that sat behind me at that one and only basketball game I attended in high school and captured my heart forever.