I was digging in my garden after work today. This is the first Spring that we've been in the house and actually had the time and focus to work on the garden. Spring 2009 was consumed with wedding plans and then honeymoons and then renovating the basement in-law suite for mom's arrival the end of August. The garden became an overgrown mess.
Now I'm able to take care of things in manageable chunks. And my downstairs gardener does her bit too. Although we have determined that diminishing vision and electrical cords and my mother are not in sync with one another. So lawn cutting will be me or the husband (I'm leaning towards the husband).
So in the digging I found this dead ol' thing that, from my estimation, hadn't seen life in a couple of springs. So I determined to get rid of it. I had one of those ah-ha moments in the midst of that.
DEAD THINGS DON'T ALWAYS GIVE UP THEIR GRIP EASILY
There are some things I'm praying about ... waiting for them to see the blossom of spring.