As I've shared before, somehow, someway, I got this gardening gene (both my parents were 'geneless' here) and I've always loved to grow things and watch them as they progressed. My grandmothers always kept this love, even though they had to scale it down as they got older, one having lived on a farm and the other having a big garden in the country.
After Mario and I came back to the lower forty-eight, from Alaska, and rented our first home, I went out and bought tomato plants that were teeny tiny and nurtured them. I asked Mario to please go water them one day and he came back sheepishly and said that something went wrong. He had never had plants before and so he turned the hose on jet spray and flattened out every one of them like he was on one of his Army field missions, even uprooting a couple. Some brave, extra hardy ones managed to hang in there and we had plenty of tomatoes in the end.
I have a very hard time thinning out plants, too, hence my carrots are way too close together and I "thin" the tomatoes by trying to plant the ones that I take/thin out (crazy me...I try to save everything and everybody).
So, God is very aware of my love for His creation and it seems that He had a special present for me this year. So, one day recently, when my step/heart daughter Kelly asked me if I had planted anything in the back, near the woods, I said, "Nothing other than the watermelon and dill and one tomato plant in the area your dad dug up to transplant the thorn less black raspberries that are going nuts in the front"...this is called a run on and on and on sentence, btw.
So I went back to check it out and this is what I found, to my delight:
I thought about taking pictures after weeding around them, but then this is the way my gift came and I first saw it in its glory:
Since I can't write God a 'thank you letter', so I just said extra thank-filled prayers at Mass last night.
I actually consider this tomato plant a gift too, it came back from seed that fell last year...have some dill like that as well as a few other tomatoes. These little freebies get me all excited too...am I easily entertained ?
In this view of the garden, if this picture will enlarge or you have a magnifying glass, and look to the far back and slightly to the left, you can see my beautiful white daisy 'gift'. The veggies and all are now even bigger in the garden and that path where you see the stool and the weeds, sorely needs to be cleared. Michael, who is no friend of weed pulling, said that he thought they looked fine and even cute (he used cute to try to win me over) and that we should just leave them there!! I had to break it to him that they will propagate worse than rabbits and sneak back in amidst all the veggies and marigolds. Do you remember that I always plant marigolds between my tomatoes because they keep away the nematodes (root eating stinkers...er...bugs)?? Plus, they look so pretty too.
By the way, the famous Pyola is doing its thing and the bugs are staying away!
Now, normally, even I don't do this, but this weed you see here had such pretty little purple flowers that I couldn't pull it, although I did pull the non flowering ones just like it!
Some fun facts:
Did you know that Wood Frogs freeze during the winter and thaw again in the spring to begin breeding.
(Actually Michael pretty much freezes me out during the winter, so I can empathize a bit here. He said that when he lived in Colorado and it was snowing, he still had the window fan going full speed at night!!!)
Many species of butterflies fly south for the winter, just like birds do. Monarch butterflies spend their winters in Mexico where they live in communes.
(Lucky dogs...wonder if being called dogs is an insult to the dogs or the butterflies?...sounds like a fun time.)
Many garden Insects (such as ladybugs), hide in a nice warm bed of mulch and around the roots of trees, grass & shrubs until the weather gets better.
(Now, THIS is what I probably need to do in the winter time around here...move over ladybugs, got any room for me?!!)
A few chuckles for Tickled on Tuesday:
"Gardening is a way of showing that you believe in tomorrow."
"Compost, because a rind is a terrible thing to waste"
"A slug is just a snail with a housing problem !"
I enjoy watching people eat fruit. In fact, I sometimes give it away when people visit (oranges especially). I never thought of the legal ramifications of my generosity until recently though, when a lawyer friend visited me.
"You shouldn't give this away so easily" he said. "It's possible a stranger would visit you and partake of your generosity, then later sue you for damages."
"What do you suggest I do?" I asked, quite concerned about the possibility of facing a lawsuit.
"I'd recommend you precede your fruit giving by the following statement" he said, before inhaling a large breath and beginning his discourse.
"Know all men by these presents that I hereby give, grant, bargain, sell, release, convey, transfer, and quitclaim all my right, title, interest, benefit, and use whatever in, of and concerning this chattel, otherwise known as an orange or citrus orantium, together with all the appurtenances thereto of skin, pulp, pip, rind, seeds, and juice, to have and to hold the said orange together with its skin, pulp, pip, rind, seeds, and juice for his own use and behoof, to himself and his heirs in fee simple forever, free from a liens, encumbrances, easements, limitations, restraints, or conditions whatsoever, any and all prior deeds, transfers or other documents whatsoever, not or anywhere made to the contrary notwithstanding, with full power to bite, cut, suck, or otherwise eat the said orange or give away the same, with or without its skin, pulp, pip, rind, seeds or juice.'
"You shouldn't give this away so easily" he said. "It's possible a stranger would visit you and partake of your generosity, then later sue you for damages."
"What do you suggest I do?" I asked, quite concerned about the possibility of facing a lawsuit.
"I'd recommend you precede your fruit giving by the following statement" he said, before inhaling a large breath and beginning his discourse.
"Know all men by these presents that I hereby give, grant, bargain, sell, release, convey, transfer, and quitclaim all my right, title, interest, benefit, and use whatever in, of and concerning this chattel, otherwise known as an orange or citrus orantium, together with all the appurtenances thereto of skin, pulp, pip, rind, seeds, and juice, to have and to hold the said orange together with its skin, pulp, pip, rind, seeds, and juice for his own use and behoof, to himself and his heirs in fee simple forever, free from a liens, encumbrances, easements, limitations, restraints, or conditions whatsoever, any and all prior deeds, transfers or other documents whatsoever, not or anywhere made to the contrary notwithstanding, with full power to bite, cut, suck, or otherwise eat the said orange or give away the same, with or without its skin, pulp, pip, rind, seeds or juice.'
A friend, who is not a good cook, recently told me, "I read recipes the same way I read science fiction. I get to the end and think, 'Well, that's not going to happen!'"
The man passed out in a dead faint as he came out of his front door onto the porch. Someone called 911. When the paramedics arrived, they helped him regain consciousness and asked if he knew what caused him to faint. "It was enough to make anybody faint," he said. "My son asked me for the keys to the garage, and instead of driving the car out, he came out with the lawn mower."
A man is walking down a country road when he spots a farmer standing in the middle of a huge field of grass, doing absolutely nothing. The man, curious to find out what's happening, walks all the way out to the farmer and asks him, "Excuse me farmer, could you tell me what you are you doing?"
"I'm trying to win a Nobel Prize," the farmer replies.
"A Nobel Prize?" asks the man, puzzled. "How?"
"Well, I heard they give the Nobel Prize to people who are out standing in their field."
"I'm trying to win a Nobel Prize," the farmer replies.
"A Nobel Prize?" asks the man, puzzled. "How?"
"Well, I heard they give the Nobel Prize to people who are out standing in their field."
Mr. Smith was terribly overweight, so his doctor placed him on a strict diet.
"I want you to eat regularly for 2 days, then skip a day, and repeat this procedure for 2 weeks. The next time I see you, you'll have lost at least 5 pounds," his doctor promised.
When Mr. Smith returned he shocked the doctor by having lost nearly 20 pounds.
"Why, that's amazing!" the doctor said, "Did you follow my instructions?"
Mr. Smith nodded. "I'll tell you though, I thought I was going to drop dead that 3rd day."
"Why, from hunger?" asked the doctor.
"No, from skipping."
"I want you to eat regularly for 2 days, then skip a day, and repeat this procedure for 2 weeks. The next time I see you, you'll have lost at least 5 pounds," his doctor promised.
When Mr. Smith returned he shocked the doctor by having lost nearly 20 pounds.
"Why, that's amazing!" the doctor said, "Did you follow my instructions?"
Mr. Smith nodded. "I'll tell you though, I thought I was going to drop dead that 3rd day."
"Why, from hunger?" asked the doctor.
"No, from skipping."
~~~~Heavenly Father, for the many blessings and gifts all around that we sometimes still fail to see, I thank You.
Thank you for posting the pictures of your garden, and especially the beautiful extra treasure from Heaven. God brought you a bouquet of flowers!
ReplyDeleteI love your garden! And that's a great idea about the marigolds, and pretty to boot!
I can commiserate with you on the 'freezing' thing, Ray always has it so cold in our house too! And our bedroom is like walking into a meat locker! And these complaints are coming from a woman who suffers hot flashes constantly, so you know it's got to be cold in there if even I'm complaining!
Oh, about the fruit, can't you just hand it to them and say, "Eat at your own risk!", but I guess that wouldn't sound very appetizing either.
'Loved all the jokes, especially the lawn mower one, it's so true!
Thanks for another great post, Marcy.
I'm off to look at your pictures again!
Love and Prayers, Eileen
Oh, puke! (Thanks for that one, Marcy!)
ReplyDeleteThe only picture I can't enlarge is the one you suggested we enlarge!
I'll try again.
Marcy, I loved Michael's comment about the weeds, Jake and I laughed so hard at that! My husband is leaving this morning so he was able to hear the comment while he was here. I know he totally related to his comment!
ReplyDeleteWhat a garden you have!!! I need to show my hubby as he really wants to make ours even bigger. Love the present God left you, as daisies are some of my favorite flowers! Cute stories as well! Loved your blog!!
ReplyDeleteThis my first time commenting back in my own comment box, so maybe you won't even see this...
ReplyDeleteSorry about the picture not enlarging, Eileen...why do they do it sometimes and sometimes not??
Love that you picked up the puke thing...good for you...my mom would be horrified that I passed it on to yet another person, hee hee!
Diana, so glad Jake could see Michael's naughtiness...men are often cut from the same cookie cutter, aren't they?
After I post this, will I get excited that I have another comment???
Loved getting to see your garden, Marcy! And that little gift... Don't you LOVE that? God is good -- He knew you'd see them and know they were from Him. &:o) (Hey, I'm glad to know I'm not the only one who can't bear to thin out seedlings!)
ReplyDeleteI'm back ~ are you getting sick of me yet?
ReplyDeleteI forgot to ask ~ ALASKA?????!!!!
Tell me all about it!! How long? How cold? Ever think of going back? Did you hunt and fish and snow-machine like the Palin family?
My goodness, Marcy, you've led an interesting life!
Marcy, I popped over from Carol's blog, and I'm glad I did. I love the fact that you feel your garden is a gift from God. I know exactly what you mean, and tending a garden, you feel close to the Lord because you know that's the type of care He puts into each of us who are called by His name. :-) God is the ultimate gardener!
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed reading your post...
XO,
Sheila :-)
What a blessing your garden is.
ReplyDeleteWhen we moved here, I missed all my butterfly bushes I had collected. Within one year, our new garden was filled with gifts from God-free butterfly bushes in every color!!!
Wishing you a wonderful day.
what a nice surprise:-) so sunny and happy.
ReplyDeleteThe story of your hubby flattening the plants made me smile, my hubby is a city kid and has done that too.
Thanks for visiting me on my blog come by again I love your site too.
Hello Marcy,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much again for your encouragement and prayers. It was so exciting to see the 'gift' God left for you! Daisy's are my favorite flower of all! It is so nice that you recognized God's Gift, some may have only seen a weed... : )
Marcy, as always you entertained! Funny that Kelly asked you if you had planted anything in the back??? I first thought that maybe she had a hand in sprinkling a few seeds or something??Well who's ever hand sprinkled the seeds, what a wonderful surprise and gift!
ReplyDeleteI love the wild daisies almost more than the larger ones I bought years ago...when the volunteers pop up...I let them grow...Your garden looks great Marcy...and as always good jokes...even some comments made me smile!
ReplyDeleteYour garden is beautiful. As always I enjoyed reading your post. I love the little surprise you got. Those flowers are beautiful ♥
ReplyDeleteMarcy I do come back to see if anyone has commented back. I predict that you will be excited about all of your comments!
ReplyDeleteOh Marcy, your garden is beautiful, I don't feel much like a farmer after seeing what you have done. My 2 tomato plants, few herbs and then my flowers seem so small in comparison. Honestly I love them and so enjoy being outside playing in the "mud". It's looking good for my first time really, I can't do much more really as I just don't have much room. I love the daisies...God is good.
ReplyDeleteHave a great day my friend....:-) Hugs
Hubby Keith deals with all things "green" in this house or we would surely have nothing in the garden. No, no, NATURAL, it would be natural. The green gene passed me by. Lovely post, great pictures.
ReplyDeletelove, Angie, xx