I Have To Try

“I have one life and one chance to make it count for something . . . I'm free to choose what that something is, and the something I've chosen is my faith. Now, my faith goes beyond theology and religion and requires considerable work and effort. My faith demands -- this is not optional -- my faith demands that I do whatever I can, wherever I am, whenever I can, for as long as I can with whatever I have to try to make a difference.”              

                                                                                                            -Jimmy Carter

 

 

My Kitchen Window View

I grew up saying the Pledge of Allegiance every school morning.  It started my day.  Even now, as my morning coffee brews, I look out my back kitchen window and look at my neighbor’s flag and say The Pledge of Allegiance.   It still starts my day. 

I catch myself saying the Pledge of Allegiance whenever I’m at my kitchen sink and see the flag.  And I think that I say it more than any normal, sane human being.  My neighbor’s flag is getting a little shabby…I might need to give him a new one, for me to enjoy.

I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America, 

and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, 

indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

Maintenance and Manicures

I’m a low maintenance gal.  I always marveled at all the potions and bottles of beauty products that My Kid used when he was in high school.  I used to tease him that he was a metro-sexual.  That is, until he didn’t know what a cuticle was…even I know that one.

Over the years, I’ve had many loving suggestions from family, friends, and the occasional stranger suggesting that I get a professional manicure and fake nails.  But, I would rather spend the time and money on the garden or cooking something great.  Plus, I simply can’t keep nail polish on my nails.  And where do you think it ends up as it chips off?  In the food I was preparing and the garden.  So, I file my nails every week and scrub my nails with a special brush to keep them clean. 

Because, I don’t need a perfect manicure to feel good.  But a good meal in a beautiful garden, that rocks my world.  

Sunshine and Garden Chores

Today, we knocked out some spring cleaning in our front beds. 

My Pirate helped me trim back our large grasses.  

We filled up our yard debris container. Then, I dusted enough Sluggo on our beds to take out Jabba The Hut.  

 It was so much fun, My Pirate didn't even ask for his requisite bottle of rum.  So I took him to Rib City for lunch.  

Roving Trellises, Splashing Eggs, and Miscreants!

Today when we were leaving, I noticed that one of my trellises was missing.  Where did it go?

Oh, there it is!  On the other side of the driveway.  How did it get there?  

 And when we closed the garage door, we discovered this lovely eggy treat.    

The Neighborhood Miscreants were at it again, last night.  I'm guessing that a good citizen found the trellis in the street and rescued it.  Fortunately, I didn't find any empty beer bottles, so my Party Garden Gnomes took the night off.