We have returned home from the east coast. We had a memorable time in Maryland and the Outer Banks (OBX) of North Carolina. I have so much to blog about the trip, but I am overwhelmed. I decided to dip my toes back into the blogging world by writing a reflection about my garden.
I was eager to return to my garden. I practically ran to see the ripe red tomatoes on the vine...unfortunately, I think I'll be looking for some fried green tomato recipes. Little sun and cooler temperatures while we were away. My impatients, however, welcomed me home with beautiful color and wonderful blooms. I am still awed by my garden. How one plant thrives while another pines away. Again, I realize that gardening reflects life. Birth, growth, trials, blossoms, fruit, harvest, death...as well as things I do not understand. How grateful I am to be loved by the one who is the gardener of the True Vine.
my Father is the gardener.