The Garden Gym

My dad and I shared some laughs today when I started to ask what a hoe looked like. "Here it is," I hollered upon seeing it, just as the image of what I was looking for came to me. I hurried over to the garden where he was waiting to show me where to plant … Continue reading The Garden Gym

Cake of Cheese

Dave is good. He called on his way home and after we hung up, I thought, "Poor guy, he's probably wondering, does 'I don't want cake' really mean I shouldn't get cake, or is this one of those times when I should know better?" Then I prayed for help accepting whatever he would decide to … Continue reading Cake of Cheese