More Grass--and Several Weeds!

 More Grass—and Several Weeds!

 

Every other Thursday, the men come to weed eat and mow this place. Today the guy who does the weed eating listened carefully to what and where my attention was on the front yard. Not letting him hack down my poppies and some bluebonnets worked out fairly well. The guy on the big zero-turn managed to mow around the bachelor buttons out in the east lots. So, all that was really left to do was the sitting down or squatting down on my knees and working the front flower bed. Most of the stuff is done, but those weed roots go all the way to Timbuctoo and back. Got many pulled out or broken off, but still need to do much more. Sat there in the dirt and thought about the times when this job was a real pleasure. In a few days it may seem like a better job, but for now, the old woman is sore and gripey. The weed puller upper did not work well when applied between plants. The poppies or bachelor buttons would have come out just as quickly as those weeds. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow will see some more work done out there.

 

Visited for a few minutes with Shona. Her children have a few days off from school, but she says that they want something to eat every fifteen minutes. That sounds familiar. Quick and easy snacks are not the easiest things to have around unless one buys a bushel of apples and has those and a big jar of peanut butter! SO glad my children are grown and theirs are as well. Keeping the dogs and these hens happy is about all the old woman can handle. Let eight of the hens slip out the gate and scratch around out front. They were not too difficult to get back in the yard. If a bench or chair were out there, might just sit and watch them or read and watch them. Knowing how to be lazy is something of an art, don’t you see!

 

Shona was telling me about some of the things happening in her family while my head was nodding up and down. We agree that some of the stuff today is right out of a soap opera. Almost every family has some drama working out right in front of them. It can’t be easy for children in these situations. Maybe that is one reason that not having any great-grands does not bother me in the least. Let us get on with living and trying to be kind to others without any extra crazy situations coming up. Children being taken by CPS, parents going to jail, grandparents needed for rearing their grands or great-grands are all part of the equation. Recently, learned that one of my grand nieces had decided to cheat on her husband. How can that woman possibly be proud of herself? Fidelity must not be in the vocabulary of some people. Can shake our heads, but the lack of trust that such relationships cause is one of the biggest indicators of why our nation is failing to be what it was when folks gave their word and kept it. May God forgive us.

 

It must be fatigue, but thinking this evening does not seem to produce anything of real value. My mind is concerned with children who are left in limbo between parents and those who will take them to foster just for the money. Some people have more empathy for lost dogs than they have for their own children. And just like adopting strays, we realize we can’t take them all into our homes and love that many at a time. But let us at least pray for the little ones who are left without the assurance of a loving home life or even someone that they can call family. May God bless them today and always.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.