Exercise

Last week I got back into my garden, my hands in the dirt, squatting to pull weeds for hours, removing dead leaves and branches, harvesting beautifully ripe no-spray strawberries.

It was a joy to be nurturing nature.  And a pain…literally.  My legs and back are sore to the core.  I realized – my garden and I are in the worst shape ever!

And then as I wondered again why we pay our landscape maintenance company to come regularly to “mow, blow, and go,” why do we pay people (gardeners, housekeepers, …