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Teaching Grace to my Little Gardener
Last week a friend of mine posed the challenge of making the most of teaching moments with my little boys. One concept I long for them to understand is grace – recognizing how and when to give it and knowing when it is given to them. The Baby is still too young, but he certainly presents plenty of oportunities for his big brother to show him grace. As their mommy, I’m learning that discipline and grace are equally important acts…
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Oh, Irene.
I just walked outside in the evening light from the low hanging pink clouds swirling past as Irene moves northward. Everything is blown in the northwest direction. The corn is down, the okra are bending, and the tomatoes bushes have grown heavy on the stakes. There is some flooding in the squash and bean tunnel. However, the newly sown beds remained intact with the straw shielding the seeds from wind and rain. We lost power several times today in the…
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Why Gardeners should be on Twitter
While I’ve been gardening for about 7 years, this is the first year I’ve really enjoyed an online gardening community. Back in February I branched off from my old blog to start LoveSown, and set up a Twitter account intended just for discussing gardening. It took me awhile to build up followers and find some of the people I really enjoy interacting with, but now I am enjoying taking part in a lively, witty, helpful and experienced bunch of gardening…
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Garden Walkin’ & A Little Talkin’
Several days before we left for the beach some of the spinach and chard had begun to sprout; however, upon our return there was no activity. It seems that either the heat or the bunnies got to them. I replanted indoors two days ago, and there is already germination, so I think I’ll be working from transplants soon. I also reseeded outdoors and covered them with straw. Somewhere I read that straw van deter rabbits. The garden paths are totally…
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Garden Letdown.
It’s that time of garden letdown. Where you’ve fought all summer to weed and water and keep the veggie plants healthy, but after one jaunt to the beach you return to find they have succumbed to disease, deer and disarray. Perhaps it is the oncoming fall, but I want to just let my hair down, kick my feet up and let it all go to hell in a hand basket. This is the time of year I start taking notes.…
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Beach Pics for Friday
We are wrapping up our final day at the Outer Banks. I’m slap wore out from boogie boarding and carrying around a baby everywhere I go. It’s fun fun, and now I’m ready to get back home. I’ve loved all the colors and textures at the beach from the birds and weathered wood, to the native plants, to the fishing buoys hanging on the house next door.
