The final week of Project Simplify was simply entitled “That Put-Off Project”. There were a lot of candidates for this, of course, but as we’d just entered May and still hadn’t planted a single seed, our garden seemed like the best choice.
Friday afternoon we wandered the rows of possibilities at my favorite Amish greenhouse and built up the garden beds with more compost which disturbed some of its crawly, wiggly residents.
Saturday morning we planted the right garden bed.
And Sunday afternoon we tackled the left garden bed.
We also gave Caleb his own little pots to garden in. We didn’t really plan ahead for this, so the small one has basil seeds in it and the other has green onion seeds. I just tried to pick things that fit the pot and were hard(er) to kill.
Each year we correct old mistakes, make new ones and enjoy the process immensely.
Gardening is one of the few chores where I enjoy the process as much as the results. I love turning the soil in the chill of early spring, planting the seeds, watching stems and leaves peep up from the soil, watering and weeding as the sun sets and the fireflies blink on one-by-one. It never fails to fill my heart with praise and orient me towards the greatness of God.
1 The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
2 Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
3 They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
4 Yet their voice[b] goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.