You know that poem about "if you give a Mom a muffin" and how she gets side tracked? Well, after I did my morning routine exercise, I headed out to see what needed harvested. The zucchini looks pretty bad, and I have ants chewing away on them now. Cucumbers look oh-so, not good either (sad about that), and only one yellow squash to bring in. One daughter reminded me upon entering the kitchen, that I bought organic cream cheese to make a cracker dip we like. So, I returned to the herb garden, where I could not even see the green onion I needed. I'm not sure if passing cars saw me throw my hands in the air and started talking to myself...."where do I start?" Everything was a muddy mess from the rain, and it was hot and humid. Very humid. I ended up pulling all the "tall" stuff out. Then I couldn't stand it, and went around and got more weeds pulled, but had to fight off an onslaught of sweat bees. Even my ...
Inklings from the Farmhouse, embracing balance and new beginnings.