Lying in the hot tub
drinking cardamom tea and staring at the stars,
in my head I have fixed my motorcycle.
I’ve graded the front yard
and reseeded it with red clover.
I’ve rebuilt the raised beds and added a third.
Between the gardens,
I have carefully spread black plastic.
I’ve cut down the pine that Amy doesn’t like
and rented a wood chipper.
I’ve spread the chips, covering the plastic,
and inoculated them with mushroom spore.
By the time I have finished my tea,
it is time to dress and get ready for work.
I am exhausted,
yet all my chores and projects