Aug 16, 2009 | 8:24 PM PST
I have a patch of garden that the bumblebees seem to love. They are attracted to the sedum "Autumn Joy", lamb's ear blossoms and the lavender. I've never lived in any other part of the country that has so many bumblebees. They're so cute; they're the teddy bears of bees.
It seemed to us that after all the work and expense of installing all that hardscape that it was foolish not to make the chimney match. So Tom came back to put the cherry on top, so to speak. The roof was in need of revamping the day we moved in, and now it really looks out of place. I hope we can afford a new roof this fall.
The other day while I was weeding a flower bed, a metaphor for the
nature of God's love came to me. To the creator, the weeds I was
pulling are just as worthy as the roses I nurture. God does not judge,
and loves everything the same. It's humankind that puts everything in
separate columns of Good and Bad, weeds in the trash and roses in a
I've believed this for a long time, but the garden just reminded me.
When I remember the abundant weeds, I remember not to judge people - myself included.