Peter and I have been working on the yard the last few weeks. It is really starting to shape up, but I haven't done this much manual labor since we lived in the Fairview house, and I realize I'm not in my twenties anymore. Today I woke up and was more sore than I think I have ever been. For the first time I feel like I imagined what forty feels like. That is such a silly statement. How would you know what forty is supposed to feel like? The only bit of reference that I had was other people talking about it. I guess descriptions can be very powerful. Still, the idea forty years of age being some type of barrier to getting things done is a little silly, but I guess I have to work a little differently. I feel better now though.
Anyway, we are very excited about how things are turning out. I will post some pictures when we get further along. Even with all the hard work that we are doing, I have had a lot of fun doing it. The satisfaction is enormous, and I wouldn't trade it for the world. There is something wonderful about sculpting the land that you have worked so hard to get.
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