A Flurry of Roses
Summer is drawing to a close, but we, Georgia gardeners, have hope of at least one more good show of roses. The summer heat and drought were not kind to my roses. I had a few good blooms after spring, but not many. My hope is that, with good care, we’ll have a glorious close…
Consider the Lilies
The day lily is an exceptional garden flower which renews its glory every day. Beyond merely gracing the garden with its lovely blooms, it testifies of the Goodness of God who cares so generously for his creation.
Drought: A Garden Athirst
June was a month of heat and drought. My plants struggled to survive and I struggled to continue to be invested in my garden.
Second Generation Violas and Such
For starters, I’m afraid that I’m going to botch some names here. Gardening OCD-namers, get out your reading glasses and notebooks. I almost wish that we allowed comments because I would love to be set straight on this matter…but, as it is, we amateurs will have to consult a book to be set right. So,…
Another Bug 2
Garden pests aren’t always easy to identify in the field, so it helps to focus on one or two species per season. So, also, in the spiritual life, it’s a helpful practice to focus on one fault or sin per season.
Another Bug
A walk through the garden gives me a chance not only to enjoy the beauty but also to protect it from garden pests. I can’t but help think how this parallels the spiritual practice of an Examen.
Hearts of Clay
My vegetables just weren’t thriving even though the soil looked so dark and soft. A few turns of the shovel and I could see the cause of difficulty: a thick layer of hard red Georgia clay. My plants could hardly grow in that compact soil. How is my heart like clay?
My Georgia Garden Unfolding in May
My garden flowers are beginning to fill out and shine their brightest in early May. Larkspur, violas, salvia, roses, verbena, snapdragons, phlox, and the last irises.
An Early Spring Walk in the Woods
I found myself acting like my four year old daughter on a walk. I love that she loves flowers but I hate having to stop every few steps so she can gather a few more blooms. Sometimes I keep walking, encouraging her to catch up once she’s done, but I’ve learned that her little feet and attention won’t pursue the path quickly enough for me. And, here I was doing the same thing. Every little flower caught my attention and had me kneeling to capture it’s beauty.
Butterflies and Other Garden Guests
Now you can imagine my garden, small as it was, as an inn. Some of the insects came to sleep and breed. Some came to eat and drink. Perhaps many came at the beck of bright colors and cheery smells. I discovered the joy, not only of observing the flowers, but the insect life that they attracted.
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