Presidents Day came and went for me this year. That is the weekend when most Portlander’s take the time to prune their roses. Not me. I don’t think the thought to take care of anything but my spotted little noggin came to mind on that particular weekend.
Well, this weekend I did it! I hacked the suckers back. Perhaps a bit too much. They will grow, right? Like my hair, that is next on the pruning list.
It felt great to play in the dirt. I’m able to help something grow and thrive. I can exert some control in my world, that frequently feels out of my hands.