Eviction Notice
I love weeding. There’s something so satisfying about it that when I survey my handiwork at the end of the day I tend to feel rather smug. What’s not to feel smug about? Evicting unwelcome agricultural tenants has a distinctly satisfying feel to it. I love that weeding affords a girl time to think, not about anything in particular mind, (unless something in particular is the order of the day), rather, it creates a spacious-ness in our thought processes that is rejuvenating. It clears the cobwebs... Sign in to see full entry.