Of Gardening, God and L'il Guys...

  

My son let out a joyous whoop as the skies opened; we were on our way to the garden to pick...potato bugs. ugh!! but according to the experts its the only way to get rid of them and they are destroying our potato patch. They moved in last week while we were gone. Gardening can be quite discouraging; the corn rows are lying over the bean plants so we had to hold up the plants and try to pick beans at the same time...

...but still, in spite of bugs and weeds

and other un-gardenly deeds

we dream and plant again, again

knowing we strive for moments when

we pluck the fruit of our toil

like nature's jewelry from the soil

We work to hear the young lad shout

"look at the big carrot I pulled out'

...to watch them marvel and glimpse God

as they open their first pea-pod

or, bury faces in a bloom

or pluck the 'pretty' from its plume

And so we gladly swing the hoe

and bear the care of garden woe

because we know its payoff waits

to fill and thrill our dinner plates

A wonderland springs from the sod

Ah, gardens are a gift from God

Janet Martin

The 'little guys' I babysit are so excited to see what Janet's garden is growing.

...now we're off to experience bare feet in mud and those ugh! potato bugs!!