Today my muscles are quite sore, my face is slightly sunburned, and I am very satisfied. After months of tending to the “gardens” of others, I found that I had woefully neglected my own. But with the help of two of my many stand-by-me friends, the old is new again. Much thanks goes to Lora for her labor-love, and to Sonja for the clean fresh pine straw (thanks to Jeff too). If only I had taken a “before” picture . . .
pruning and pulling weeds
I am His garden . . . Song 4:12-16