If my garden is any indication of how life is going it could be summed up in two words, not good. Thank goodness the garden is the only thing in life that is not good. The weeds have overtaken most of it, but by golly the roundup ready sweet corn looks pretty dandy! I have been trying to manage the kids while weeding as Mr. Farmer is doing farmer things like spraying. One row of vegetables takes me about an hour to weed between the “don’t touch that, don’t eat that, NO don’t climb on that” antics of a fully mobile one year old. Last year he was contained to a stroller, this year there is no containment or limit!
Fast forward 12 months: mobile and owning it! :)
Leaves are missing from the cabbage, the carrots have been walked on, but boy is he happy. His older sister isn’t far away making sure he doesn’t do any of the things that mom told him not to. These summer days are my favorite. I love getting my hands dirty after a day in the office and having to wash little feet off with the garden hose. I keep telling myself these are the years. Even if Mr. Farmer is missing supper and bedtime some nights, could we really be more blessed? Not much, weeds and all.
I'm Lisa, a farm wife turned city slicker. A child of God, wife and mother. I'm a dreamer relying on God's grace to get me through.