He leaned back to raise an eyebrow. "They were. I think you might owe me a massage later. For moving them for you." His own hands were covered with dirt and he made a smudge on her nose and one on each cheek.
"The garden will be fantastic. What do you think of having chickens? In case things become more difficult to procure." He turned and gazed at the far corner of the garden. "I could build a coop right there."