Free Form Friday: O Fall, Where Art Thou?

Crisp days. Cool nights. Colorful leaves.

Long sleeves and warm jackets.

Hot cider and pumpkin pie.

These are the things I call to mind when I think of Fall.

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The Indifferent Gardener and the Good Shepherd

 

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I’ll be honest. I don’t like gardening. Ok, let me qualify that-I would enjoy planting some green beans to munch on, maybe some peas too if I’m really daring, but generally speaking, I don’t like gardening. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the beauty of other people’s gardens, and can appreciate the effort and creativity that goes into designing and maintaining a good garden. But I have no inclination to plant one myself.

Living in Texas, where it is hotter than you-know-where for a good portion of the year may play some part in my reluctance. Once something is planted here, it becomes a battle to keep it alive. Skip watering your plants for a day, and they start to wither. Miss a few days, and they will die altogether. Coming from the Pacific Northwest, this takes some getting used to. I understand it intellectually-the climate is different-but it still seems somehow wrong to me.

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