|beginnings of a vegetable garden|
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Well, our foster care training was rescheduled. Of course, we didn't know until we were already there! See I checked our email last time about 4 which up until that point that they had not even sent out a reminder about the meeting. When we got there and no one was there and we couldn't get a hold of anyone one we checked my email again and saw that they sent out an email just about the same time I had last check it, only two hours before meeting time, rescheduling it for next week. But we didn't get that because we were too busy eating an early dinner, getting ready and driving across San Antonio. Rob had to take off work early for this. Yeah, I'm still a little hot under the collar.
Friday, March 18, 2011
|Me and Hubbie 2004|
Spring always brings the daffodils. I've always loved the daffodils. They are the first flowers to come up. They bloom long before you have to mow your lawn for the first time. That means you don't have to worry about mowing or weed-eating around them. They're low maintenance. That's why I love them.
|Me and Hubbie 2007|
|friends' baby '07|
"My soul weeps because of grief; strengthen me according to Thy word." Psalm 119:28But I know that God has called us here. I know that He has a plan for us here. He came before us and is making a life for us here.
"And the Lord is the one who goes ahead of you; He will be with you. He will not fail you or forsake you. Do not fear, or be dismayed." Deut. 31:8And just as He provided me a beautiful Fall when we went home for Thanksgiving and friends with whom to spend Christmas, He has given me hope in the Spring. I was preparing for the garage sale that we are having this weekend. I found a pot that I wanted to sell. But in that pot was left over dirt from our old home. In that dirt were the daffodil bulbs that I had dug up from behind our back fence.
I found them growing back there in massive clumps. Those are the daffodils I so lovingly divided and transplanted into our front yard. No one could see them where they were. There were so many and in such a variety. But when I had lined the mailbox, sidewalk and front porch all twice I still had so many left that I just stuck them in a pot. Two pots actually, but I don't know where the other one went. Anyway, I went to dump the dirt out so that I could sell the pot in our garage sale. I thought that I would dry out the daffodil bulbs and plant them in the fall, only to find that they were already trying to bloom.
|If they can survive here, so can I.|