~ dancing, frozen on the line ~
It was 90 degrees F here today, this last day of May. Needless to say, the clothes on the line today didn’t resemble the above, no, not in the least. It’s so hot, I can’t get into the garden until after 5:00 or I chance a heat stroke. At dark, I’m coming in so tired, I can’t hit the floor with my hat but the garden is beginning to look really, really good. The first fifty pounds of potatoes are getting bushy and green, the onions are popping their little sprouts above the ground, the Alaska peas are…well, they’d rather be in Alaska but I took a chance. I should have planted them two months ago but you know how that goes.
Tonight I planted thirty-six marigolds and they look so cheerful edging the tomatoes. Seven sugar baby watermelons I grew from seeds also went into the ground. Tomorrow morning, early, at sunrise, I’ll put in the sweet corn and, if I’ve still time before the heat, perhaps more sun and other flowers.
In closing, please remember, Jesus loves you.
But I’m His favorite!
O come on…don’t tell me you didn’t smile!
Blessings ~ gardens ~ seeds ~ plants ~ rain ~ humor ~ Jesus ~