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Weeds
I thought my second devotional post should be something that goes hand in hand with gardens and fruit, and the first word that popped into my head was… weeds. A part of every garden, however well-maintained, and such a headache for gardeners I’m sure! Now, I grew up on Enid Blyton books and fairies… those Tinkerbell-like, mythical creatures that lived in Buttercups and floated on wisps of dandelions. Buttercups! As an impressionable 7 year old, the very name was impressive and in my mind’s eye I saw a big, fat, buttery yellow cup-like flower (something like a big tulip), and it stayed that way until we moved to Canada. After…
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…he’s my brother! (part 2)
So, of all the roles in life that I’ve either gained by default, or taken on voluntarily, the one that tops them all and gives me the greatest joy is the title of “grandmother” (or ‘Gaga’ to my grandkids). And when we had 4 grandsons, almost one after the other, I was over the moon! Hence, it cannot be any surprise to anyone, that this post is solely to introduce you to grandsons #2 and #4. Though they are just 5 and 2, I’ve learned everything there is to know about dinosaurs and superheroes in these past 5 years. And having raised three very girlie girls, I truly did not…
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…he’s my brother! (part 1)
They don’t sit still for a minute. Grandsons #1 and #3 are 7 and 5. From the minute I see them, all I hear is, “I’m taller than you. No. I’m taller than you.” Or “I can run faster than you. No. I can run faster than you.” And this goes on and on. Until of course the claim that cannot be disputed comes up…”I’m older than you”. However, competition is at its peak when they’re at a bike park. Everything #1 does, has to be challenged and tried by #3. And so up and down hills and valleys and bumps they go until their little legs are finally tired…
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Fruit
Amongst all the trees in our backyard garden, we have three fruit trees. Maybe because of all the books I read in my childhood, I love busy gardens, and I’ve always felt that no garden is complete without at least one fruit tree. Now, I’m a hopeless gardener and have been known to kill plants by just touching them, but I’m very grateful to have a husband who loves gardening and doesn’t mind the hard work! 🙂 So to get to the story of our fruit trees… Firstly, we have a crab apple tree. During the first few years, though it received a lot of love and care, it was…