There’s a specific kind of joy in stepping out your back door on a warm morning with absolutely nothing on and realizing your only obstacle is a garden hose. That was my week. Not a special occasion, not a themed event, just an ordinary stretch of summer where I decided the gardening work, the dinner and the laundry could all happen exactly as I was bor…
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