Thursday June 2 2016   WEEDS!  WEEDS!  WEEDS!

The end of a long busy day.  As I walked down to my office to write my blog I noticed Dave was outside resting in his favorite chair on the patio.  If I can’t find Dave in the house I can usually locate him someplace in the yard.  He loves the yard.  He works so diligently to keep the yard looking beautiful.  He goes way and beyond what I could ever think of doing outside.  Over the years we have planted hundreds of plants to outline our lawn area and walkways from the ever encroaching woods.  Dave’s mission in life seems to be keeping the woods at bay.  It is a never ending job.  Especially when you acquire an invasive species like we did a few years ago.

I went out to join Dave in the cool of the evening so as to enjoy his company as well our backyard in pre-mosquito season.  We are so blessed to see what we see when we look outside.   I told Dave I didn’t have a blog topic, he looked out at the yard and said, “WEEDS, WEEDS, WEEDS!  That’s your topic.”  Between mowing, weed whacking, blowing off the debris of our ever shedding trees, he has been pulling weeds out by the roots.  More than two acres of wooded land is quite a large yard to keep up.

I sat down on the patio chair for a few moments before I spied weeds that were calling my name.  So I ended up weeding.  I pull out the easy ones that come up by the root.  We have had wonderful night rains this past week so the ground is soft and pliable.  When we go too many days between rains the ground becomes like hard rock.  Dave has taken advantage of the soft loamy soil these past few days to dig out as many of the weeds as possible.  He is doing a good job but he says it is a never ending battle with the two invasive species that we have.  Most people might surmise that all the forest is weeds, but that is truly not the case.  What grows in the woods would be considered weeds if they were growing in your perennial or annual gardens, but when native to this climate and habitat, they are not considered weeds when growing in the wild.

Tonight I included two photos that I took from my patio chair.  Photos can never truly depict the fragrance, serenity, beauty, and the melody of the woods.  I snapped a couple of shots on Dave’s Iphone to show you my bird’s eye view.

Not only do we have weeds growing in the yard, I feel as if we have weeds growing inside the house too.  All the stuff I keep bringing out from rooms and closets and drawers look like new weeds cropping up.  When I look at my once neat, and proper studio, I see piles and piles of new growth accumulating each day.  So, I plan to attack the inside like Dave is attacking the outside.  Constant and never giving up.    

 

WEEDS!  WEEDS!  WEEDS!

By Kathleen Martens

June 2, 2016

 

How many weeds

In one little seed?

 

One weed grows

And nobody knows.

 

Just one flower

Has lots of power.

 

For each bloom

Has increasing zoom.

 

One seed, one plant

With quite a slant.

 

One blossom creates pods

Hundreds on each rod.

 

Multiply one flower head

Which, when finally dead,

 

Impregnates the soil

So Dave has to toil.

 

It all started with just one

And now it is not fun.

 

So now the hundreds

Create conundrums,

 

Hours of toil

Digging roots from soil.

 

Oh well, after all is said

Someday too we will be dead.

 

Oh Adam and Eve

What was up your sleeve?

 

We all suffer pain

And the world is maimed.

 

God, thank You for all You provide on this earth through seeds.

Thank You Lord that when I walk into a grocery store there is food on the shelves.

Thank You too for the provisions we have so we can buy food to eat.

Thank You for sunshine.

Thank You for rain.

Thank You for quiet evenings like tonight so I could enjoy just being in your beautiful creation.

Thank You for turnips.

 

A LATE GOODNIGHT TO YOU.  MAY GOD RICHLY BLESS YOUR NIGHT AND TOMORROW.