Thursday, June 12, 2008

Guess What?

Remember that post earlier today, about my weedy yard? Well, I have just redisovered an eternal principle: that confession is integral to true repentance. There's a scripture about that here, somewhere. Oh well, I'll just paraphrase.

"...When we undertake to cover our weeds, or to gratify our pride, our vain ambition, or to exercise control or dominion or compulsion upon the souls of the chickens, in any degree of unrighteousness, behold, the heavens withdraw themselves; the Spirit of the Master Gardener is grieved; and when it is withdrawn, Amen to the gardener-hood or the authority of that woman.

"Behold, ere she is aware, she is left unto herself, to kick against the rocks, to persecute the children, and to fight against bindweed forevermore."

My point is this: until I published photos of my weedy yard this morning, it stayed weedy. But once I let go of my gardening pride and confessed to y'all that I am not perfect, the strangest thing happened. I wanted to weed. So this afternoon I sat down and ripped all the weeds out of the backdoor flowerbed.

It was invigorating. It was almost... fun! Over and over my fingers searched out the crown of the bindweed, and pulled it from the ground.

For your convenience, here is the BEFORE pic:

And... AFTER!

Remember the clump of grass next to the lillies, BEFORE?


The flat contains some flowers and ground cover given to me by a friend. I'm planning to plant them tomorrow.

Oooh, and bonus: While working, I found a ripe strawberry; the first strawberry of the season! My kids would have been so excited! But I selfishly ate it without telling anyone. (See? I'm not trying to hide my sins anymore.)

It was delicious.


  1. Woe unto she who shares not with her family! (But 1/6th of a strawberry is pretty small.)

  2. I think the Master Gardener needs some kind of a super hero outfit. Probably green in color. Maybe Super Susan could help you out. Master Gardener: able to strike fear into the hearts of evil weeds everywhere. Also ending the suffering of those eating tasteless vegetables around her table. Go Go Master Gardener!!!!