It seems that when one gets closer to home after being gone for some time, there is a certain excitement and anticipation that comes in the last few miles. We can hardly wait. We want to get back to the comfort of our four walls, our bed, our yard, our church, and the list goes on. We had a few surprises when we returned a few days ago. Our yard had burst into blossoms. What a joy to behold! However, with it comes the weeds and the snails. Ah, the vicious circle: Plant, Water, Tend, and Reap. But that's okay, the pleasantries outweigh all the labor. Guess pulling, hoeing, watering, etc., are things to do until we head for that final trip home. It's hard to imagine what beauty is in store in our heavenly home. Just think, we are getting closer - in fact, we may be only a few miles away.
Disclaimer:
I cannot take credit for our beautiful yard, except part of its design. This is one thing my husband loves doing and tends to with a passion, along with some moderation, lots of Roundup, drip irrigation and special sprinkler systems. He doesn't want anyone to touch it, and says when he can no longer take care of it, it is time to sell. I worry because an acre of bloom is a lot, but he is a tough-old-bird as many of you know.
PS: If you look on the fence in the picture with the tree roses, there is a blue jay. He has been with us since a baby. At first, he would holler from the roof, and we would talk back (See what retirement can do. We are now spending our time talking to a bird!!!???). Well, to go on with my story, this is his second season with us, and he follows my husband around the yard, hopping along beyond him jabbering (guess telling of all the things going on in his day). He's quite a character, and wouldn't you know it, he got in one of the pictures.
