dirt.

There's just something about getting your hands dirty that just feels good sometimes. 

Stirring up the earth, clearing out the old, making way for the new... it's just... refreshing.

Luckily, since we live in a townhome, we are not required to cut our own grass. (We aren't even supposed to trim our bushes, however, our Home Owner's Association has been hounding our lawn care people for months now to do so.) Anywho... 

This morning, Jon and I got to work in our yard. I pulled weeds, Jon trimmed and shaped the shrubbery (great job, Babe!), and we even planted some tulips given to us from one of my students.

At the end of the day, not only does the entrance to our home have increased curb appeal, but Jon and I feel accomplished. 

We did it. 

Together. 

We had fun doing it.

And that's how we like it.

Enjoy our photos!

(And don't get too jealous that you don't have this smashingly handsome man working in your yard.)  :)