I finally committed.

Dug up the soil, stripped of grass, turned and chopped and dug some more. To put this much work into a project, one must commit.

But the weeks have drawn on with questions of just that. Rumors of sure departure finally put to rest and here we will rest, at least for now.

So if this is where we are, why not put down some roots. Sink them deep in soil turned and rich with the richness of life spent.