I read recently that a blog is like a tender young plant, and in order to nurture it and help it grow you work on it, everyday. I was inspired by this, mostly, I think because I've had similar thoughts lately. I used to write everyday, and I miss it. So New Year's Resolution (I make New Year's Resolution's at the beginning of the school year, fyi. This time of year feels like a brand new start, don't you think?) I am going to try to post something everyday...or nearly everyday. For me. I want to be able to call myself a writer again.
So, the Hubby was gracious enough to take over the dinner preparations for me so that I could spend some time in my garden. Do I talk about my garden too much? Oh well, I'm not even sorry. And I'm not going to try to hide that I love that space so stinkin' much! It's like the 100% perfect child I never had. It's my place of zen and peace. It's so pretty. It's so green (a rare commodity in my neck of the woods), and I love, love, love, love to go out there and walk in and out of rows of thriving plants. There is something spiritual about being out there. While I am out there, I talk. And I work out the problems I'm having. Time slows down, and the knots come untangled. I find myself thinking of my God and His purposes for me, and I always leave feeling restored. Such was the case tonight.
It's getting colder. My corn is done. I picked the last of it today and pulled the stalks up (that was fun...think kickboxing. Bogey helped.) Our lettuce is also done, and going to seed. I'm going to level that to the ground tomorrow. Cucumbers, cantaloupe, tomatoes, broccoli, zucchini, and beans are still coming strong. In the next few weeks, we should also have some sunflowers seeds to dry.
Fall is in the air. I could feel it while I was out there. Can you smell it like I can? There's a certain smell to fall that I love. And I wore socks today. That's how I know fall is coming. I am ok with it. Summer is fun, but I am excited for fall. Fall and spring are probably my favorite seasons.
I'm in charge of our home-school group's Halloween party. Yesterday I spent my quiet time making little goody bags for the kids. They turned out SO cute. I took pictures, and originally told myself that I wouldn't post them until closer to Halloween, but I don't know if I'll be able to wait that long. Besides, you may want to copy the idea, right? right.
I've had some hard challenges this summer. Things that made me not want to count my blessings, only wallow in the frustration and sorrow, but tonight, I feel content and happy. Not because the hard things are fixed, but because I, for a moment, turned my attention to all I have going for me. I love my kids. Love my husband. Love my friends. Love my knowledge, love my garden, love the season.
It is a blessed life.