~Blessings at Darby's~

I have to say, one of my favorite things this Summer has been going out to Darby Farms and having a garden space over there. It has been a challenge, no doubt, and if it weren't for some certain factors in my life right now, I know it could have been even better. But the fact is: The Lord has blessed it abundantly.

I wanted to share some photos of the garden out there, since I really haven't posted much about it at all. It has been such a fun and wonderful and challenging and back-breaking and overwhelming and awesome adventure. :)

This is my very first year growing watermelon. Well, all right, I did grow "Sugar Baby" watermelon one year, and it did pretty well, but to me, that ain't a REAL watermelon. Ya know, a good ol' "Georgian sweet and juicy and oh my goodness give me more" melon. This year I knew I wanted to grow some of the aforementioned variety. So I did. And while I have yet to taste them, for they are still quite small, I have a feeling they are going to be delectable! I am quite excited. :)


It is the chief of this world's luxuries, king by the grace of God over all the fruits of the earth. When one has tasted it, he knows what the angels eat. It was not a Southern watermelon that Eve took; we know it because she repented.
~Mark Twain


The rain we were blessed with two weeks ago certainly helped out with things a great deal. Note Daniel Dover's portable chicken pens in the distance. Just one more blessing of being out there is being close to all his happy chickens and turkeys.


One of MANY pepper plants and MANY varieties. It's funny how much I love to grow peppers, considering I will only eat the sweet ones. ;) Oh well, they are so much fun to grow!




Beautiful watermelon vines..... (happy sigh)




To own a bit of ground, to scratch it with a hoe, to plant seeds and watch their renewal of life -- this is the commonest delight of the race, the most satisfactory thing a man can do.
-Charles Dudley Warner


Gotta have plenty of good ol' okra and squash!!




The kiss of the sun for pardon.
The song of the birds for mirth.
One is nearer God's heart in a garden.
Than anywhere else on earth.

`Dorothy Franes Blomfield Gurney
1858-1932