Here is a refreshing rose from my yard. Enjoy your Wednesday!
For several years I pretended not to notice it. I’d drive by and keep my gaze firmly in front of me. Except when I did notice, I’d tell myself that grass would grow over it. Except that grass only grew over parts of it, and the remaining open areas would be engulfed with weeds. Weeds, weeds and more weeds.
There’d been a flower bed in the same location many years ago when the previous owners lived here. But it had not been taken care of for awhile and one of its borders was not well defined. Sadly, most of the time it sat forgotten and abandoned with its only guests being some bright yellow dandelions.
Fortunately the warm spring temperatures have a motivational effect on me, and I develop these wild bursts of energy to start involved projects. And come up with a plan I did: I decided to build a new flower garden in the very spot where one once stood. But I did not have to embark upon my plan alone. My 14 year old daughter stood ready and willing to help me accomplish a blossoming goal, and together we built our first flower garden.
To begin, we found shovels from the garage and began digging up walls of weeds. In what was the most difficult part, we pulled out the weeds and turned over the remaining dirt across the rectangular space. In the front sat a pretty green shrub that was part of the original flower garden. We decided that it should stay. To give the garden a well defined northern border, I dug up a trench. Up to this point we’d spent a few hours working, and it was exhausting using muscles I’d forgotten about. As I sit and write this, I feel soreness in my arms and aches in my back.
Preferring to plant only hardy types, we next brought down a wagon full of perennial flowers to adorn our garden.
After thinking about color for awhile, we set the flowers upon the freshly dug up dirt to decide placement. Included were a rainbow of vibrant colors: lilies of hot pink, golden yellow, and tiger orange; blue hydrangea; purple iris; hostas; and few other interesting looking plants whose names escape me.
Next I read the directions and prepared to give the lively plants a home. I dug holes and my daughter filled each hole with about one inch of water. Then I placed each in its spot and firmly packed the holes with dirt. This part went surprisingly fast.
To give the garden a more decorative look, my daughter and I traveled to our local hardware store and found some arched maroon brick. We’d measured the length of the side of the bed using my quilting tape to get an estimate on how many bricks to buy. Then I had to redefine my ditch to make the bricks lay as level and straight as possible.
Lastly, we covered the new flower bed with a generous quilt of red mulch to help prevent new weeds from forming. Certainly the weeds will be returning, I just hope this mulch will decrease the amount I’ll need to pull.
After working for about six hours, we were done. Now we both knew how to design a flower bed. And we could behold the view!
What could’ve been an overwhelming job was made pleasantly simple with my daughter’s presence. She was cheerful and supportive, and we had ample time to visit. We’d spent our day together working towards a shared goal.
And as I see it we built more than a flower garden, we also built happy memories.
As the warm spring wind blows away winter’s cold, I’ve decided to make some changes around here.
Throughout our day we usually have two snack sessions: the first at about 10 a.m., and the second around 3 p.m. As you can imagine, we get our share of processed foods. For example, we usually have granola bars, pretzels, and any number of crackers plentiful in the cupboard. Though I have no problem with our eating of snacks, I do think we eat too many processed foods during these times.
My children do like fruit. But too often, in the rush of our busy days, crackers or pretzels are what they go for. And the lonely fruit sits and rots, forgotten in the deep dark fridge.
I’ve come up with a possible solution: I’ve decided to make our 10 a.m. morning snack be a fruit snack. I’m not talking about fruit juice or items that contain fruit ingredients, I’m talking about eating actual fruit – bananas, oranges, grapes, apples, etc. Just simple, refreshing real fruit.
How am I going to get my children to go along with it? Well, not in a extreme, pushy way.
In addition to suggesting a morning fruit snack, my plan is to set out freshly washed fruit around 9:45 a.m. With shiny fruit smiling at them in a bright, colorful bowl, what’s to stop them?
If that doesn’t work, then I’ll move on to plan B – which will be to tell them they have to eat a piece of fruit sometime before they go to bed. They may just take the fruit early, and get it over with.
For us, I think this is a change worth making. Imagine how much of a positive impact it could have on their growth and development if they add in another piece of fruit each day over time. My goal is to gently and welcomingly develop better eating habits in them. Morning snack time seems like a great time to make sure fruit is included in their day. If I’m lucky, they may even carry the habit into adulthood.
And do you know what I’ve noticed? They often watch me to see what I’m snacking on. Yes, I’ll be joining them in the morning fruit snack. No excuses for me, either. 😉
How do you encourage healthier eating habits in your family?
I was fortunate to capture this image of a hummingbird last summer. These tiny creatures are not that easy to photograph; they move quickly. I took many photos in a row without pausing, hoping that one of them would turn out. And one did.