Pulling Weeds

Writing at the end of the day, when I’m in bed, is not the best time for me to write.

During the the day I’ve had thoughts on what I want to write but by 10 it’s too late for much.

Yet...I will try

I got out in in the yard today and we had so many weeds to pull. I don’t know that I’ve ever seen so many. Part of it has to be because of our mild winter and plants blooming in February.

While i I was pulling and tugging out weed after weed after weed, a Kasey Musgraves song started playing in my head (not Dandelion at first...that one came later when I was looking at the Dandelions!)...the refrain ”I’m just blowing smoke” popped up, and I was singing “I’m just pulling weeds!”

Then I thought about the cathartic feeling I have when I pull weeds. It’s a biggger deal than just blowin’ smoke...an opportunity for positive relief...stress, anger, frustration, sadness... all of it. Plus I think a lot when I’m outside working in the yard.

And as I head to bed, I’m thinking that I’m glad I took a minute to write a littl and reflect on one part of the day.