Logan walked out there tonight and said "Mama, you a mess!"
Yes, I was a mess... My hair completely crazy, dirt on my face and under my fingernails, totally barefoot, in clothes slightly too big so I have to pull them up while weeding not to flash the neighbors, but making sure my yearly babies have enough water, sunlight, and food in their soil... I was blissfully happy. I didn't realise how much I would miss it when I didn't have it last winter. I thought that I would just be ok with not having hobbies. But I lost something of myself that I am just starting to get back. There are lots of moments of peace in my life these days.
(That other stuff on my fingers is primer from the homeschool room. :) We are almost done!)