And another two weeks have gone by since I last posted. Not because I have nothing to say; I've written a dozen blog posts in my head while going about the business of life. Just haven't had the energy to sit down and write at the end of the day.
I still don't, really. So I'll share some pictures tonight and tell y'all a little more about what we've been up to some other day.
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No matter how busy we are or how much we have going on or how cluttered and chaotic the house gets, I have a place to go and sit and enjoy some peace and quiet.
My garden has been a place of pure joy for me this summer. I put a lot of work into setting it up - literally, building the frames and shoveling a whole lot of dirt before it was ready for planting. It is a kind of extension of our patio, so I can sit at the patio table and enjoy a cup of coffee in the morning while I watch the plants move with a gentle breeze and shine in the morning dew, or listen to the sound of my wind chimes and the buzzing of hummingbirds nearby.
Yes, I stare at my plants. It's amazing how calming and peaceful a ritual it can be.
And they are beautiful, these plants ...
The sweet banana peppers are abundant.
Beets are tucked in between the taller green beans and the peas. I love the dark red veins in the leaves.
Cucumber vines climb a trellis.
Lettuce! Some of which I enjoyed on my cheeseburger tonight.
Blossoms on the sugar snap pea plants.
I'm training the summer squash plants to go vertical.
And still waiting to see how the eggplant ... uh, plant ... turns out.
Overall they are beautiful and healthy, but I can't claim it's because I talk to them.
I do converse a lot with God out there, though, and that probably has a lot to do with how peaceful it is for me. It's also pretty nice to be able to walk out my front door and pluck a few ripe cherry tomatoes off the plant for my salad or a handful of green beans to go along with dinner.
But sometimes all I really want to do is sit quietly and take it all in.
It's my happy place.