One Saturday at the farm, it was a typical morning of moving mulch. Ugh. Everyone working on the farm that morning was tired out and dragging their feet as they shoveled and transported what seemed like and endless number of wheelbarrows overflowing with the dirty tree guts.
Suddenly, Claire yells
"HEY GUYS! COME TEAR THESE GREEN BEANS PLANTS OUT OF THIS BED"It was as if the weight of the world was lifted off of our shoulders and the sun had come out from behind the clouds on the dreariest day of the century with the glorious command.
We finished emptying out last borrow with a newfound anticipation, and ran to the green beans with rejuvenated energy. We spent the rest of our newly exciting work shift happily chatting among the green been beds. In the final minutes before our shift was up, we got to top of the great day at the farm by bringing home a plethora of farm fresh vegetables.