When it comes to gardening the first rule is this: you can’t be afraid to get your hands dirty, anything worth cultivating is going to take time and work. And how satisfying will it be to see the hard work pay off! Where there once was just grass there is now a patch of earth… Continue reading The Reckless Gardner
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A memory, a hope.
I wake up. The sun is coming through the sheer curtains on the window in the hall very brightly, and downstairs I hear the faint “beep” of the microwave. Outside it is already hot even though it’s nearly 9:00 in the morning. The cicada’s sing in even waves like the surf hitting the shoreline. A… Continue reading A memory, a hope.
And Oh! The songs you would sing!
When I was eight, I remember laying flowers on my Grandfather’s grave—my mother’s father—for Christmas—a somber family ritual. My grandmother stood next to me and said: “You never know when God will call you home to tend to his garden.” And she pointed upward towards the sky and raised her eyebrows the way she often… Continue reading And Oh! The songs you would sing!
