This is an excerpt from my journal a couple days ago:
The smell of dirt filled my nostrils. The purr of mowers could
be heard as I sifted through the dirt at my feet. It was a hot muggy day, but cloud covered and
so not unbearable. My husband was using the 48 lawn mower off to my east
by the tree I was cultivating. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye, I
noticed a flash of blue. I looked just quick enough to catch the figure
of my husband jumping behind the a tree trunk. Not wanting to be taken
by surprise, I moved over to see what he was doing. He looked at me and
held up a finger to indicate to me that I should be quite. I moved in
closer to him. He told me to try to hide behind the tree so John, our
boss, couldn't see us. Then he looked at me and said, "Kiss me."
Ha...funny boy. I did, and then with a sheepish grin on his face, he
practically skipped back to his mower to continue his work. Haha...got
to love him!
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