Circle my adze!

I view weeding the garden with the exact same loathing as line work in a factory. Nothing wrong about it, just not within my personal capability. Repetitive, uncreative with an intellectual challenge vacuum. Entire job is an endless series of yes and no questions. Is it a weed? Arrrgh! "Can we plant something now?' Changes the game entirely. But weeding, is ENDLESS! Like dish washing, dusting, sweeping, etc., what drudgery. I know, most people like it, thrive on it even! But doesn't the incredible spread of humanity across the planet along with the cultural adaptations made prove at least some portion of us thrive on movement. A farming mentality requires a consistent and cyclical outlook. Without it movement is manditory, the hunter/gatherer must keep moving to allow supplies to replenish. Or to find new plunder. Something. Anything. There are no reasons not to move when one is of the H/G mindset. GO! Seek out new life and experiences. Do what is necessary and rely on the power of the lilies or the birds. If they have raiment and food then with all my intelligence, buffered by a little humility, I should be able to subsist.

We understood this once. Farmers were not trappers. Seamen were not always fishermen. Miners were not soldiers.