The End of the Cosmos

Remember when I told you about my garden?

Buying a community garden plot this Summer was probably the best $10 I've ever spent.

I didn't get to work at it as much as I would have liked to (gardens like their weedin' and waterin'), but let's just say, I got more out of the process than I did the product.

From my garden, I reaped exactly one zucchini, three yellow squash, some basil (I made pesto...yum), and lots of tomatoes.

This is what didn't make it...two cucumber plants, two bean plants (they lived we just didn't pick them), pumpkins, watermelon, cantaloupe, and peppers.

It was worth it.

I planted flowers in the garden, too (sunflowers, zinnias, and cosmos), because, you know, even though they're not food...they are food for the soul.

One of my shining moments was when a fellow gardener walked by and said, "Your flowers are beautiful." I felt like I was sharin' the love.

Anyway, I stopped at the garden last week to close up shop, and cut whatever flowers were left. I was hoping to dry them out, save the seeds, and share the love again next year.

I had big plans.

I bought little jars to put the seeds in, and label. Kind of like my version of canning, I guess. Food for the soul!

I had the flowers out on the back porch, and for a whole week I guarded that drying bundle with my life from curious, little hands.

A couple of days ago, when it was raining, Griffin threw the bundle out the back door into the yard. He's fast, that kid.

Anyway, it was the process, and it's not the end of the world...just the end of the Cosmos.

Do you save your flower seeds?

If so, what do you store them in?

Enquiring minds want to know.

Just One More Thing

Madison turned 12 last Wednesday...

There is something about twelve that I just can't wrap my mind around.

Maybe it's because it's the last birthday that doesn't end in some sort of age defining suffix, like -teen or -ty...I don't know, but it sure is making this mama feel rather maudlin (according to my thesaurus, I could have also used the words schmaltzy or sappy, and those would work too).

Last year, on her birthday I wrote her this post called, "11 Things", and because I'm feeling all schmaltzy, I wanted to add just one more thing...

Number 12 - No matter how old you get, and whether you like it or not, you will always be my baby.

Waaaaaa!

Love, Mom

Two Degrees of Nate Berkus

One of the first things I did, when I started blogging, was google to see if there were any other bloggers in my vicinity, and I was beyond super thrilled when I found Gina's site.

I really connected with her funky, vintage style, and I promptly sent her off an email (about eight months later), that said, "Hey! Let's go junking sometime."

Now I might be too intimidated...

Check out her mad yard sale skills on this episode of the Nate Berkus Show that aired last Friday.

I just had to give props to my Home (Town) Girl. How cool is that?

Congratulations, Gina!

Your barn sale was great too, but I didn't see you there.

I'm guessing you were off signing autographs. :)

A Quote for Friday

Bits and Pieces

“Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.” - Steve Jobs

I haven't had much computer time lately. My boy has been kind of out of sorts. I'm not sure why. I suspect he may be getting sick.

'Tis the season.

Griffin doesn't have school on Wednesdays, so yesterday after we wrestled through a haircut, we went to the park to bust loose a little bit.

(Thank you sunshine for busting loose yourself, and sticking around for longer than 20 minutes.)

Today, for some reason, he didn't want to go to school. He had a fit right at the entrance, so I took him home. That's really not like him at all. He loves school.

The highlights of the day, so far, have been eating oreos, and watching the squirrels jump outside.

I'm glad I'm here right now...home, that is...home for my boy when he needs me.

By the grace of God, life is simple...even when it's hard.