We long for lush, neatly-edged lawns, perfectly placed shrubs, lovely flower beds. We want a place that evokes eternity. Easter. Eden. Sanctuary. A GARDEN.
But every time I pull a weed or move a stone, something wriggles. 725 more words
Hello again, it’s been a while hasn’t it? I’m sorry. I struggle with self-discipline as you can tell by the erratic nature of this blog. Between the short attention span, lack of discipline and notoriously bad time management skills, I often struggle to follow through on projects. 558 more words