You wake up, getting dressed. You head outside, looking out at your farm. You see in the distance, your husband Tom, working on the mill. He's pushing it in the hot sun, his muscles glistening and wearing from the hot sun. Despite the heat, he's very determined, pushing onward as he finishes. He walks over to you, smiling warmly as he gently lifts up your chin, looking at you with pure love in his eyes.

"Morning love."