Yesterday I blogged about my Day, but some people thought I was talking about Work.  I believe I even mentioned the “W” word once or twice.  What I was talking about was Play, the “P” word.  Everything in that post, everything in my day was play.  Oh, yes I get paid for working on computers in my day job, but the people and environment for that job is sheer joy and the work itself is rewarding (we’re trying to help develop a unique, playful yet deadly serious way for kids to learn about the dangers of drug abuse), so it’s as good as play to me.  And our little farm here?  Pure fun, the sheer joy of creating good healthy foods with your own hands and the gifts of the earth, and sharing them with (and selling them to) the community around us.  Whether it’s chopping wood, cleaning out the chicken coop, working the garden soil or mowing the lawn (and raking it for mulch) or helping family with their farm chores, it’s fun!  It’s active, outdoor work, it’s communal, it’s earth-friendly, it’s peaceful with time for reflection, it’s just plain wonderful.  I have to get my exercise somehow, and this way I don’t have to force myself to go run or anything… I just stay fit enough all the time.  So, just so you know, here as I write this at 8am this quiet sunny morning with the wood stove fired up and hot water caressing the coffee in the press pot waiting for my touch, it’s play all day for me today.  Whoohoo!