Wow, for once I'm writing in the middle of the day... how odd is this? Haha... I don't know what to make of this free time that is thrown into my lap. So what do I do? Get online, of course! : )
My mind this morning is sort of centered around how much I love simplicity. I was drying my hair this morning and reading at the same time. This is a common occurrence with me, I feel like just standing and doing my hair is such a waste of time... besides, like I really want to just stare at myself in the mirror? Not particularly. Anyways... so I was reading this book called "For Everything a Season," by this Quaker minister, Philip Gulley, and I loved it so much... I just wanted to write a paragraph out... he was talking about having a garden, and it just reminded me of my love for gardens and my hopes to have one someday.

"As gardens go, ours is a good one, which serves two purposes nicely: providing food for our table and teaching ours ons the value of honest labor. It is their garden. They hoe the weeds and carry the water. They do not uproot every weed and their watering is indiscriminate; some plants are drowned while others groan with thirst, but my sons are growing muscles and a respect for nature and hard work.
The problem with America is that we don't garden as much as we once did. There are no rules againts video games and television in our neighborhood, which how many children pass their time. I would outlaw those character-numbing blights and require gardens. Gardens grow more than vegetables; they grow character. I don'tk now this for a fact, but I bet these schoolkids who go berserk and shoot their classmates have never worked in a garden. If they had, they'd appreciate the fragility of life and, having labored to bring it along, would be less inclined to snuff it out...
According to Genesis 2:8, the first garden ever was planted by God. 'And the Lord God planted a garden in Eden, in the east; and there he put the man whom he had formed.' Unfortunately, it didn't work out. The man wasn't much help, plus God put trees in the graden, which is ill advised. Trees mean shade and garden sneed full sun. That could have been some of the problem."

Hehe, anyways, I giggled over that for quite a while, and my mom heard me and came in to inquire what was so funny, so I had to share with her... good times... good times....
~~Sarah~