Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Peace, Love, Fraggles {128}

Dear Miss Dinah,

You and baby James got along swimmingly again today in ballet. He is starting to smile and laugh, and it's a joy to see you two in your element -- being babies, being happy, and you climbing around on little chairs, him not moving much at all.

He was the Fraggle and you were the Dozer. You had papers to sort, pens to organize, chairs to climb, stuffed animals to tend to, and just generally keep busy :)


Drove home.


Put food away.




The blossoms are on the vine all the way down and EACH ONE will be a pumpkin! How is that for exponential growth? All that from one pumpkin seed? Unbelievable. 

Broccoli is peeking through...

Added a few squash and zucchini today.
Because, when the ground is producing good growth, it makes me want to plant more there. It doesn't seem fair to the empty spots, but they are empty for a reason. For instance, the parts of our yard that are quite plain is because the melons and carrots didn't make it. Although I'd like to fill up the space, I am weary of planting there because the spot has not proven to be worth investing in. Although, with the carrots, I expected this might happen. I think the seeds were old and broken, and right after I planted them, I'm pretty sure they got washed away by a heavy rain and winds.

But he that received seed into the good ground is he that heareth the word, and understandeth it; which also beareth fruit, and bringeth forth, some an hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty.

I love you,

Mamma <3

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