After I came in from the garden tonight, I watched as dirty brown water ran down my arms and into the drain. Inside I laughed, because no one would ever guess the hands providing their healthcare were the same hands that were elbow deep in compost, manure and dirt just hours before.
I owe my amazing transformation to these little guys, tools of the trade around here as of late. These three simple tools transform me from garden life back to professional life in mere minutes, allowing me to switch roles at a moments notice.
When I looked at them tonight, laying in the soap dish, I was overtaken with their beauty, simplicity, and purpose. They constantly have their work cut out for them....
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