The best place for me to go alone to pray is my garden. Some people may not enjoy it much (Nathan doesn’t), but it is my temple space. I have found few things that can clear my head and help me discern what is good or not – and yank it out of me – as pulling weeds in the garden.
And the garden always proves fruitful, even after a season of storms.
It helps me remember that the hard work of weeding out all that does not nourish really does make a difference.
The hard work really is worth it.
Today I got a surprise!
It is my first ever apples grown on planet earth!
We also have corn almost ready:
And another round of watermelon:
There is also more cauliflower:
And I picked peppers:
And sweet potatoes, red potatoes, yellow potatoes, leeks, onions, and garlic:
I had to buy squash and zucchini and cucumbers from the farmers market because that’s what we lost in the spring tornado/hail weeks we had:
I also got cherries, strawberries, and blueberries because mine are all done for the season, and we love the fruit in our yogurt every morning! We will use some of these, and freeze some:
After working in the garden tonight, I felt much better. I cooled off and stretched in the water so fresh from the storm. It felt amazing, and I felt relaxed. I floated on my back, watching the next set of clouds roll in. I prayed and pondered and prepared until I felt strong again.
Then I came in, strengthened and determined. I cleaned up, tackled the last of the Jessica trails, and made Salmon and broccoli and rice for dinner. Family Home Evening got me refocused and energized, enough to bring on the next adventure.
Even if I don’t know yet what it is.
Except it will be delicious. I know that.