Playing in the Dirt
I did something today that I haven’t done in a long time: play in dirt. I saw Colin sort of picking at the dirt in one of the flower barrels (flowers have long since been gone), and asked him if he was digging in the dirt. Nope, he wasn’t. He had no idea how to dig in the dirt. Well, that’s just not right. I mean, he’s played with dirt and what not before, but to dig in the dirt is something else. So we did a lot of digging; found some worms, grubs and ants; built some dirt towers. It was all great fun. And I discovered that I really like digging in the dirt. That’s probably why I like gardening so much. And camping, whatnot. I had been in a funk pretty much most of the weekend, and this helped alot.