Dark earth, strong hands
Jeremiah and I sat knackered and silent at the dinner table the other night until one of us offered up, “I guess we are both just really driven, right?” We wore the truth well as it stitched and settled around us.
Late fall is the time of year when welcoming a small team of workers to wrap up the season one step ahead of winter's arrival, and possibly even tackling the projects that lived on the to-do list all year long, would be most ideal. But alas, it is the two of us. Lifting, thinking, fabricating, connecting with customers and walking around writing letters to the future with every move.
The fact is, we both really like to work. We love this hallowed ground we are all ringed around. We still feel the days of youth coursing through our bodies. Dark earth, strong hands. Enough to keep the lions of thought at bay.