In The Long Run

Monday was magical.

It certainly didn’t start out like that but I had to make up in my mind and settle in my spirit that no weapon formed would prosper.

My husband had quite the appetite again. He was even able to get out for a little walk around the garden. It exhausted him but he desperately needed the exercise as well as the sunshine.

I ran a quick errand while he napped. Returned home and started in the garden…

The pepper patch was doing well after the hard rain. I am so excited for the cayenne and sweet peppers to be added to the circle. The tulips in back are ready to be cut back…maybe in the next few days. With the anticipation of my careless carrots, all I can do is smile. I’ll do my happy dance once I see some green hit the surface.

I started another small bed on the side. I dug a hole and added some collards that something had been feasting on and a few kitchen scraps…there’s nothing quite like composting. I think that bed will be dedicated to more tomatoes. The rest of the collards made their way into Vetta’s Kitchen for Tuesday’s dinner. Mr saw them on his tour and decided that he’d like some for dinner soon.

An early morning appointment on this Tuesday to his primary so across the bridge we go. He needs the fresh air and the scenery.

On Monday I had a good conversation with a friend that I hadn’t spoken to in months. It was good to hear her voice and catch up with one another.

Sometimes life has one so busy that we forget we need our friends…and so God sent me another friend Monday evening and we talked and talked until we lost track of time. I was able to show off my garden and gift a few baby aloe plants.

It’s now late in the midnight hours and I am praying that sleep finds me soon.

Blessings Abounding, Vetta