the yarden

I don't get to update here much literally, but I actually do update this blog in my thoughts everyday. I'll have to get into more detail with new photos and stories next week. Having a blog on yardening is hard to do since you're mainly outside most of the time -- digging, weeding, planting and replanting, making birdfeeders out of twisted copper and feeding the birds. It seems endless, and it always grows back, but at least you have more beauty to share at the end.

Until then, I read a thought for the day and a story that I wanted to post quickly. I'll be back next week with updates and photos.

A sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seeds fell on the path, and the birds came and ate them up.

Other seeds fell on rocky ground, where they did not have much soil, and they sprang up quickly, since they had no depth of soil. But when the sun rose, they were scorched; and since they had no root, they withered away.

Other seeds fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked them.

But other seeds fell on good soil and brought forth grain, some a hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty.


"A pure heart is like a garden with good soil." ~ Mary Ellen Main