Celebrating the intersection of gardening and nature with home life and worship!
I could never get my homemade Golden Cornbread to turn out right, using the recipe I thought I had used my whole life. You know, the one on the Quaker Cornmeal lid. Maybe it was the same recipe – I hadn’t bought that brand of cornmeal in quite a while. . .
I was pondering the beauty in aging during the month of May. May holds the highest quantity of my family’s birthdays: mother, father, sister, niece. It also marks the homegoing of my father and of course, May also hosts Mother’s Day.
This Mother’s Day was the first one during which my mom was living in our household. . .
Basil is easy enough to grow. But I did everything wrong this year that you could possibly do to basil:
Constantly wet the leaves when watering.
Watered frequently in the evening.
Didn’t pinch it back. At all.
Didn’t manage the pests.
Plus, it was HOT.
A hearty reminder to be content with what we have, embrace our heritage, and be willing to try out new things –
no matter what life is dishing out at the moment!
When we tap into the power of pioneering, we are better able to nuture body, soul, spirit, and our “can-do” attitude! Let’s encourage those around us to go for it as well. God is for us!
In these times of shifting economic, political, and moral sands, we must remember to put our focus on the most important thing.
In my last post, I told you briefly about the farmer ants, who were responsible for destroying my first okra harvest, by aphids. Boy, ants are smart.
But they are not smarter than us. A quick blast of water took care of them, both ants and aphids. But the ants came right back to try to set up their farm operation again.
Sometimes, you have to get in the garden and clean it up a little . . .
Remember in my tomato post, I mentioned that beginners should consult more experienced gardeners? Well, I’ve never grown okra before. I don’t even like okra. I did not consult my DuckDuckGo friends or my Facebook gardening groups. I ignored the instructions on the seed packet. I just planted a bunch of okra seeds together to see what would happen.
Gardeners. Let’s be clear. There is no promise of a harvest in the garden! But there is always hope for a harvest, even from the most unexpected places.
Recently I had the opportunity to ponder this: the promises of God are as reliable as the promise of a sunrise in the morning.