I can admit that I do not love every single aspect of chores.
I get really tired of mud and puddles.
Although I can appreciate the beauty of winter,
bitter cold wind that stings and chaps,
makes me long for a warm, sunny vacation.
Then, my office view gets softened
and I don’t mind the feed bills quite so much.
Life is a miracle.
The worry and work is worth it.
I don’t just make the coffee, I enjoy it.