A strawberry patch sits in the middle of my flowerbed. I leave the luscious strawberries for the critters. I love it when this little guy comes to call.
Strawberries are in center of my bed. The white structure to the left had two monarch butterflies who hatched out and left today.
I have one flowerbed with dewberries that get the full attention of birds and squirrels. They also love my mulberry tree.
I will be forever grateful to our late neighbor Charley for our lush lawn. When we moved to our home forty years ago, our two acres was almost entirely in trees.
There wasn’t a blade of grass except for the front yard. We love shade, but didn’t want to live in a forest. We got busy clearing out the the excess. Sixty trees later, we still have plenty of shade. The other trees grew tall and strong.
Thanks to our drinking neighbor, Charley, we got a lush lawn with none of the work. This is one case where heavy drinking turned out well. Charley got out early every morning to tend his lawn. He turned the water on early, and by ten, was snookered. It ran till his wife got home from work every evening . Living downhill, we got the benefit of all that water, seed, and fertilizer. What a gracious gift!
After prayer meeting two lonely spinster ladies stopped in a grove to pray as they walked home. One of them led off. “Please God, if it’s not too much to ask, could you send us husbands? We’ve always been virtuous, Godly women. We’d both make good wives for some lucky men.” Continue reading →