Dirt

Today my mama and I planted impatiens. (I always thought they were impatients.. huh.) I love dirt. I love worms. I love pill bugs. I love feeling the cool dirt on my fingers, and how it washes down the drain brown later. I love marveling at the amazingness of how pill bugs are somehow always clean and how the dirt is like a whole other world for the worms. I tried to transplant mint plants from elsewhere in the yard. I think I killed them.. :( but luckily we have more. :) We shall see. But it was lovely.

Oh, and I thought of you. Of what you'd plant, or what you'd think of me playing with those worms. And then later, at dinner, I slipped up (only in my brain- thank goodness) and thought, "well at home..." thinking of somewhere else. shocking. I don't miss the place at all. I love THIS place. But I do miss you, and everyone else.

have a good tuesday night! watch glee!