today in a seismic almost-4-hours of toiling and tilling,…. yes thats gardening! I had some really special moments…. including the pursuit of a delightful red-breasted robin following me around, for much of the time.

doing something in the fresh air is so good at so many levels….

breaking a sweat and rolling up the sleeves is really helpful…

but three questions now linger:-

1 what does a stalking robin mean?

2 why is it that mid-thirties-men are caused to engage more with gardening?

3 what is it about weeding and soil, that causes simplicity of heart and a willingness to make short accounts with God?!