Tending the Garden

Today, after getting my daughter to my mom’s house for “grandma time”, I tended the garden. I picked the last of the cherry tomatoes, trimmed the lantana bushes, pulled out weeds and grass, watered everything, etc. I know thatif I let it go and did not prune the branches, the plants would not survive, they would destroy each other and bear no fruit. After the tending, the garden looks great and is much more effective and beautiful now.

God prunes us sometimes too. We are His beautiful work and we are made better by pruning off dead branches and trimming off defective or ineffectual parts of us that we just keep stupidly feeding. It is necessary. Always be thankful for such lessons because when finished, God looks at you with love in His eye (as I did with my garden) and said, “Much better, so beautiful!”😄❤

Gardening the Soul

Gardens do not thrive unless two things happen… 1. You put effort and resources into it, and 2. God works on and blesses it.

The same is true of our soul. When you feel dry or wilted or flooded inside, not thriving spiritually, it is never (unless it is a test) that God is not doing His part. It is far more likely we are not putting in the effort or resources. For example, not reading our Bible, not participating in church, not serving, not praying. Spiritual growth is not a one way effort, it is a relationship with almighty, loving God. No relationship is healthy without effort from both sides. And when the effort is mutual, it is beautiful and thrives.

So, if you tell me you are going through a dry patch or feel overwhelmed or lack luster spiritually, I will remind you to humble yourself and do your part because God always does His.😄❤

Garden Joy

Today I planted peas, carrots and radishes. We already have blackberry bushes growing and rosemary thriving. I also transplanted two ginger plants the birds were kind enough to plant in our yard. So God has been good to us. And very little in life brings me more sheer joy than working our garden. I was raised on a farm in Buchanan, Michigan and having a garden was my normal. I live it. It has taken me a while to Learn the stark differences to growing food in central Florida. Growing seasons are different, soil needs a lot of love constantly, bugs are incredibly resilient and prolific, so on. So these first few years are experimental but I am hopeful we will do well. I am watching a lot of youtube tutorials for our area. So may God bless our efforts and let’s see what happens. 😄❤

Spring Break

This spring break has been very productive. We have been working together on landscaping and garden installation. The back yard looks great and we did it as a team. So excited. In this way, we also are able to relax a bit. So much is accomplished without the running around and appointments and so on. Freedom is beautiful and oh how I treasure it. God also reassured me in my spirit that He is enough. And that, my friend, to me is worth all the gold in the world. ❤

Things I’ve Noticed Across America 1

Buchanan, Michigan is my home town. It is a small farming town in Southwestern MI about a half hour from Lake Michigan and the same from South Bend, Indiana where Notre Same lives. The Great Lakes region is very friendly and warm and inviting, which almost makes up for being under cloudy skies and cooped up for about half the year, which is how long winter lasts and lingers. Up there, people wear shorts and t-shirts when it hits the balmy temperature of 60 degrees F. People speak very correctly but some little things are a tendency to connect words in a sentence. Michiganders say the word “ought” a little differently than people from other states. We also use our hands as maps and talk about distance in time it takes because how long differs with road conditions. Spring is sacred when it finally arrives and everything is so beautiful and flowers smell so wonderful that you almost don’t remember that you were plowing your driveway a week ago! Also, an I credible thing in Michigan is the food! Wow. Fertile ground provides excellent nutrition for everyone’s gardens and you can pick your own or grow your own apples, cherries, blueberries, peaches, vegetables of all kinds, etc. and it has such incredible color and flavor! So, of course, you eat a lot there.  From Michigan, I moved to Kingston, Pennsylvania, close to Scranton and Wilkes-Barre, PA. This area had a lot of mountains and amazing waterfalls and trails. Scenery was beautiful but some of the worst roads you’d ever want to drive on. Four seasons were still present but the valleys were kept pretty clear. There was a feeling there of stepping back in time. Houses were right next to each other and looked a lot alike, three stories, skinny and deep. A lot of Polish people were there and much talk of pirogues and Kielbasa. The sausage I liked but the fried mashed potatoes in dough  you can keep until it matures into flavor of any kind. People are nice but wary of outsiders. Decent soil but not as many gardens and farms were there. Boca Raton, Florida, which is mostly filled with snow bird or relocated New Yorkers and New Jersey folks and about half Jewish. People there are very much enjoying the best life has to offer. Very subtle seasonal changes are seen and much time is spent pool or beach side and boating is huge in the Intercoastal. Things are expensive. Very few people have gardens because the soil is nutrient poor sand, however citrus grows well and is quite enjoyable. The scenery is immaculate with many tropical plants and palms and colorful flowering trees, but very few plants have any scent at all. Birdwatching is quite an enjoyable past time there. I’ll talk about Glendale, California and Lakeland, Florida and may mention Johnson City, Tennessee and Bloomfield, Indiana in my next installment. Must sleep.