Friday, June 19, 2009

We've Got....

Green Ones, White Ones, Yellow Ones, Striped Ones...

Round Ones, Long Ones, Big Ones, Small Ones...




And One that looks like a Duck...

Thursday, June 18, 2009

New Blog

Well, I am trying to learn all I can about herbs, and I am actually working on becoming a certified herbalist, so...here we go. I have a great deal to learn, but life would be so boring if we weren't always learning something new, right?

Anyway, please feel free to take a look. http://cherokeerosega.blogspot.com/


(So very sorry for the lack of posts. Been in the garden.)

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Updated Update :)

Gardeners who like to garden like to talk gardening and like to take pictures of their garden and can't seem to get their minds off gardening and even garden on Sundays because to them it ain't work it's fun. Gardening, yeah. at least that's how it is for me. And I had to write that without commas because that's how young girls who like to garden seem to talk about gardening. :) Fast. At least that's what Josh has told me. That is true ya know. But I've had long conversations spoken almost as quickly with older men at the nursery. It all starts with. "Hey, have ya tried this tomata?" "No sir, but have ya ever tried this heirloom tomata?" From there it goes on for another half hour until you reach the other section. :) To me it's amazing the common love for gardening that gardeners all share. No matter the age. I reckon that's why we garden. I was talking to a man the other day, (in the garden section at Wal-Mart) and he was telling me he just loved to watch 'em grow. I guess that is part of it. To me it just demonstrates how much our culture desires this. Even the ones who don't realize it, I think we all desire a simpler way of life. Why is it that tomato leaves smell so doggone good? Why does it thrill us when we see a squash blossom? Why do we get steamin' mad at the aphids? Why do we stand still after hoeing a row of beans and reach down to touch the little bitty pods that are forming? Why is it that we pick a peppermint leaf, crush it in our hands and savor its strong aroma? Why do we stand there for an hour, hose in hand, making sure there's enough water? Why do we go out of our way to find old hay so our plants can have a nice mulch? Why do we rejoice when there's more than ten worms in the dirt we just moved? Why do we do this? Because we love it. It's a joy. And to me, it's an honor to be working in God's dirt, marveling at his Creation, seeing so much intricate detail, and thanking Him for His blessings.

So, anyway, here are some more photos. Oh---go get some dirt on your hands! You won't regret it.













Saturday, May 23, 2009

Thursday, May 21, 2009

So Very Handy!

I can't explain how much I love these people. They bring me joy every day. Sometimes a long story spoken so fast I can barely keep up, sometimes a playful scare, sometimes a loud laugh aimed right at the fact I just hit the tree while swinging on our rope swing, sometimes helping me in the garden, and always a bright smile that could light up all of Good Hope. I love you Josh, Coley, and Makayla!! I am certainly not a perfect sister, but I sure am a proud one!




Josh, why won't you let me take your picture? ;)