How does your garden grow?

we have lived here for 10 years...and have had a wonderful spot for a garden since the day we moved in. we did try once to have a garden...but all that grew were pumpkins...and mostly because that is the only thing that was able to live with the weeds.

So...this year we decided to give the whole garden thing another try.
Cam hit the garden *aka weed infested waste land* with round up.
Then he rototilled it
and before we knew it we became the proud care takers of

corn
melons
squash
broccoli
tomatoes
cucumbers
beans
peppers
mini sunflowers
snap dragons
Zenia's
and a bunch of wild flowers too

We have found it quite funny how the 3 girls who sat in the
"do we want to have a garden" family meeting
and proclaimed there joy and excitement about helping take care of said garden
well...they have yet to lift a finger to help out in the garden *aside from Haidyn who did help pull maybe...10 weeds the other day*
*remember the weed infested waste land*
yeah...we live in the muck...while our little plants are very happy in this soil
the weeds are equally as happy

Tonight I garden weasel'd the whole garden
I have 4 lovely blisters to show for my hard work...
but...
I also have one happy little garden...

Take a look =]

hill climbing with God and Mr Melancholy

the past few weeks since Cam's employment change have been a bit scary
I am very used to Cam being the one who handles things like this in stride.
There is not much that can "ruffle his feathers"
He tends to be the one who says things like
"it will all work out"
"it is all part of God's plan"
"don't worry momma"
all sorts of things I know are true, but don't really want to hear
Well...that is not the case this time.
Cam is really struggling with this situation
and has become a bit down in the dumps...or melancholy as he put it
I'll admit that I don't like this one bit
if he is melancholy...that means I have to be the one giving the pep talks
I am not very good at pep talks
truth be told...when I encounter a hill in life
I *end up* being glad that I had Cam, and his words of wisdom to pull me out of my frump
I find it hard to be the de-frumper
I find it very hard to see him be in such a frump
it is difficult because he is out of town all week
it is very hard to gage his mood over the phone
and...truth be told...aside from the "go-to" phrases,
I have not found anything that has been able to
make much of a dent in his melancholy mood,
He is so down that not even talk of fishing seems
to improve his frump.

So...I will keep reminding him of what we know is true,
God is in this, even when it is hard to see Him, He
knows the plans that He has for our future.
He is walking up this hill with me and Mr. Melancholy,
and He hasn't abandoned us on any hills we've encountered
in the past.

I'm sure glad that all hills have a top...and the view from the
top is almost always grand!!