Outdoor Work Quotes

I like the physical activity of gardening. It's kind of thrilling. I do a lot of weeding.

I was blessed to grow up on a farm, and when you're a farm boy, exercise is part of your lifestyle. Like it or not, that environment makes you work out. On the farm, nature is your gym. You walk and run and swim and have to do a lot of work with animals too.

Toward seven o'clock every morning, I leave my study and step Out on the bright terrace; the sun already burns resplendent Between the shadows of the fig tree, makes the low wall of coarse Granite warm to the touch. Here my tools lie ready and waiting, Each one an intimate, an ally: the round basket for weeds: The zappetta, the small hoe with a short haft . . . There's a rake here as well, at at times a mattock and spade, Or two watering cans filled with water warmed by the sun. With my basket and small hoe in hand, facing the sun, I Go out for my morning walk.

Working with people on a field turns me on.

I don't have a gardener, because I enjoy pulling weeds. It's hard to explain, but there is something fulfilling about pulling out a weed and knowing that you got all the roots.

I walk out to my backyard garden at certain times of the year, and I can't get 30 feet without stopping for 20 minutes because the goumis need trimming.

I function better in the jungle in Amazonia or Antarctica or Alaska or the Sahara desert. An artificial environment like a studio has never attracted me. I could work in a studio, but I would never really feel at home.

We as children went up the mountain to find feed for livestock, like goats, cows and horses, and because in the winter time we would light the fire in the house, we would climb the mountain to collect firewood as well. Because of that, I suppose I became used to climbing mountains.

I did not want to go out at 5:30 in the morning with my stocking cap and my navy pea coat on and shoot lines and grades for the rest of my life.

I started by hacking around the back yard in Richmond.

I feel like I'm kind of lazy, but I keep the yard looking good.

There's worse things in life than to put sunscreen on. It means I'm going to work, which is on the beach, which is pretty wonderful.

No matter how much money you make, no matter how famous you are, you're not above going outside and cutting trees. I do it all the time.

I'm always happy when I'm outside working in the company of nature.

I put quite a few trees in last autumn. A lot of silver birch and a couple of native trees - just generally doing gardening, putting plants in and hedges in. It takes quite a lot of time and I love it.

I never meant to be a full-time poet: I started out as a gardener, an ideal job for a poet because your head is left free.

There is nothing pleasanter than spading when the ground is soft and damp.

Gardening is not my thing. You're digging in the dirt, and then a couple of months later, something happens.

I'm a flower gardener.

But I was also doing odd jobs around Portland, like spreading gravel and transplanting bamboo trees.

I've framed houses, worked on an asphalt crew, I was a cop, a lifeguard.

I can no longer work outside because of the intensity of the light.

I have to say I've worked very few days of my life. I used to have to cut the lawn, and when I was in junior high school, I worked at a concession stand at a stadium.

You might be a redneck if you work with a shirt off... and so does your husband.

From breakfast, or noon at the latest, to dinner, I am mostly on horseback, Attending to My Farm or other concerns, which I find healthful to my body, mind, and affairs.