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Gardening with My Little One

Garden Lullaby, February 23, 2020


And nothing this side of heaven makes me so happy. 

I filled two 5-gallon buckets with overgrown grass, weeds, rocks, leaves etc & so forth. My rose bed is thriving (despite a goat attack!) but the winter has done its thing so putting my hands in and getting to work was nothing short of magic. I still have much to do and when the weather is nice I’ll be out doing it. I do have to remind myself I’m pregnant. And so things come a little less easy and I gotta pace myself.

Last year, I wrote down dreams for the future and one was to garden with my kids.

And today. . .I got to! Our little one is 18 weeks tomorrow. I wonder what our rose bed will be like come July when we welcome our firstborn?! Many more things to tell you. Don’t forget a new podcast episode goes live tomorrow and it’s goooood! That’s all for now!


The Days Before I Found Out I Was Pregnant

I’m Having Another Baby, a very unpoetic piece

Birth in Times Like These, poem

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24 Was a Quiet Year

Garden Lullaby, January 6, 2020

24 was a year for tending and settling. I loved it.

I tended the responsibilities already around me, learned how to nurture my life, and celebrated my quiet, hidden season. I settled into my new hobbies and pastimes. I became a gardener like never before. I spent hours with our baby goats. I weeded my rose bed to clear my head and enjoy the beauty of life. I breathed in stunning scents from the outdoors, stayed up late writing a novelette that mirrored my own life, picked the biggest bunch of summer wildflowers, and savored every burst of life or breeze that made it move.

What a quiet year for tending, settling, and celebrating. And in the quiet, small & big miracles were laid at my feet. I was invited to see them, be a part of them, thank God for them.

I’ve loved 24.

It’s been a birthday gift like no other. And I know God has stored 25 with life I can’t even believe. Here comes another birthday gift of a year.

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I’ll Remember You For, poem about 2021

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Life Spreads Out

Garden Lullaby, September 10, 2019

Golden hour between summer and fall is to die for. This shot captures almost all the small spaces of my Porch Garden. Here you see life spread out farther than one photo can contain.

And I love that.

All these small flower pots get fuller. . .all these fledgling beginnings become grander. . .all these moments to notice and live and give thanks for.

I’m learning a lot, doing the work to get my mind in shape, and soaking up life right here. When I take time to notice, it’s not that hard.

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I Am Here

Garden Lullaby, August 21, 2019

One of my flower bunches had outgrown the pot. The roots were reaching out of the drainage holes. So I did what I’ve never done before. I became a plant surgeon. I broke the soil and gently + firmly replanted both in separate pots.

I wasn’t sure the hanging flowers would make it and it still looks weak, but it’s getting stronger and I’ve seen new green sprouts growing boldly. The other part of the flower bunch that was dying is now thriving. And so new life is triumphing all.

I keep being reminded of Spring 2018 when I was inexpertly plopping soil into a pot thinking, “I don’t know what I’m doing, but I’m doing a new thing.” Immediately from this thought, God seemed to say, “I know what I’m doing, I’m doing a new thing.”  And He has! And He is!

Transplanting flowers with a courageous hand and celebrating every single new green sprout confirms just how much life God has done & is doing on the outside of me and in the inside of me. I am a gardener. I am a celebrator of life. I am at peace. I am full of hope. I am watching. I am waiting. I am living from a place of joy.

I am here.

All because God knows what He’s doing.