GOBSMACKED "Letting go of resistance and stepping into acceptance, as you do with preparation, is a secret of contentment." I once read this and it resurfaced to the forefront of my memory this week. When Spring showed up in all her Splendor I could hardly hold back my enthusiasm for getting out of the house and actually doing something that required activity on my part. At first I raked and filled wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow with the leaves we didn't get around to in the Fall. Dumping them on the compost pile at the back of the property. Then on to pruning roses, raspberries, butterfly bushes and the list goes on until I developed an allergic reaction to some form of weed or bramble and had to move on to landscaping with rocks. Not little ones, oh no, the chunky white ones that our neighbor was giving away to whoever would cart them away. Roger decided that was us. This picture shows one area that we put them. BACK BREAKING WORK. TH