This week has been a whirlwind of hard work, joy, and nostalgia at our hilltop property. From January 20, 21 and 24, my husband and I spent long hours clearing the land, cutting grass, and getting the area ready for an exciting event. It’s been a while since we last visited our property, so the shrubberies had grown tall, and the once-clear spaces were covered in wild growth. Despite the hard work, it never really felt like “work.” When you love what you’re doing, it feels more like play, and that’s how we felt throughout these three days of labor.