|A lupine, looking a little like a palm tree.|
Our yard echoes with the sounds of children playing until it's nearly nine-o-clock, making muddy versions of slip and slides and spinning around in circles. Meanwhile, I'm watering plants in our little greenhouse, milking the goat, then working with Eva to get the baby goats to take to the bottle. Honey, our mama goat, had mastitis, but we've treated that.
Today I was brave enough to crack open the eggs our hatchy hen incubating for the past 24 days. Sadly, they were duds. Strangely enough, we seem to have another broody hen on our hands, so I may need to get a suitable rooster to give her the babies she wants. Our banty fellow must not be quite up to the job.
In the garden, I've planted all the plants we started indoors, some as early as January. It's been a humbling year in that realm already. I've had lots of failures, but in them, I've learned so much about plants and how similar they are to us in design. When I get overtired, drink too much coffee and get dehydrated, my skin shows it, by peeling, getting redder and breaking out. I'm exhausted and get sick easily.
Likewise, plants become weak when they are crowded, over or under watered, or given the wrong nutrients to grow in. Things like aphids and fungus gnats will plague them, When I'm careful to think in this way about our garden plants, I think I'm able to understand more what they need, because I'm understanding a little more intimately the design God has laid out for each of them, just as He has for me.
So tomorrow when we plant our beans, corn, squash and other things, I'll try to slow down my pace a little bit, reminding myself about the bees and ladybugs, my skin and my plant starts, and I will do my best to create a nurturing and stress free environment for those little plants. That way all they have left to do is to grow well and strong, providing our family with some good and nourishing things so that we can grow too.
|insect launch pad!|
|out to catch some dinner|
|Red clover. Wow!|