July 27--Sweating and Dirty

The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just the body, but the soul.  --Alfred Austin

    Attending church was a requirement in my upbringing. One of the few enduring take-aways from that is an ongoing love of the hymn "In the Garden." My mother was an avid gardener who raised most of our vegetables and fruit, organically, by the way. That love of gardening eventually passed to me after I recovered from MANY hours shelling peas and snapping green beans. 

    I was working in my garden yesterday cleaning up the weeds that flourished during my vacation. We have fences around almost all of our large yard, none of them put up by us. Our neighbors apparently think that a fence will stop their weeds at the border. Alas, this is not the case, and I spent much of yesterday's effort clearing weeds that crawled into my garden under their fences. This is an ongoing problem that I've learned to live with. I dumped two tubs of weeds in the trash and returned to the AC drenched with sweat.

    Tending the garden in our extreme heat is a challenge. I could be thankful that the weeds get me out there to enjoy it. I'll work on that...

        Leta

My awesome lilies that bloomed
while I was on vacation