There are lots of things that don’t happen every day. Last weekend the thing that didn’t happen was our trip to Gainesville. The plan started last Monday when I realized that Julie would be out of school, that I would probably have the weekend off, that Dennis had no plans, and that I had no committments to sing in church at that point. It was a good opportunity to go up and check on things at the little farm – we hadn’t been there for quite a while. On Friday Julie texted that we might not want to spend the gas money coming up since she was scheduled for her first externship at a town about 50 miles away. We would probably be able to get together during the week. And suddenly it seemed like a relief to have a reason not to go.
Honestly I think that God planned a mini-vacation for me. I rested, did some very satisfying sorting/cleaning projects, and spent happy hours outside in the oneacrewoods with my plants and the sunshine and fresh air. I didn’t go anywhere the whole weekend, except to show the condo one more time. My house is such a beautiful place to be. I really should spend more time here. Hey, look at the beans first picking, and my pineapple farm…. I have about a dozen pineapples this year to share with the fruit rats and raccoons.
So this pretty special weekend was sandwiched in between saying goodby to Irene and Bob on Friday (they are probably back in Kenosha now), and having dinner with Julie on Sunday night as she made her way over to Zolfo Springs.
I love your gardens! I wish I had the space and time to have one myself. It is so satisfying to plant things and watch them grow. And you seem to be so good at it! I also feel your frustration at having critters eat all your hard work, but I think you are taking the right approach with an optimistic perspective:)