Sunday morning

Sunday morning I woke up with a very little bit of shoulder pain.  Since I have chronic pain, my little bit of pain might different then yours but I was able to spend time in the garden.  Not just a few minutes.  Not just a time half hour.  I turned off the timer and worked in the garden until I felt like it was time to go in.  A hour and a half.  I have not been able to do that all year so far.  I was able to clear the side walk of all the over hanging flowers.  I got more seeds spread and more weeds dug out.  It felt so good.

I cut a few flowers and brought them into the kitchen.  I put them above the sink and look at them while I do dishes.  I enjoy them so.