dirtdobber's Blog

Well, I took my cocky self to my son's house this weekend and thought I'd stroll through his little veggie garden and give him some tips ...if need be. He is just starting to garden a little even though he owns a landscaping business. He lives on the Georgia coast and can just about garden year around. He told me he planted a few tomatoes, beans , peppers , squash, cukes, "just to see how they would do". I had all my notes in my head in order to enlighten him on the "you oughta do" list.  So we strolled through his back yard past the gorgeous hydrangeas with the HUGE blooms while I'm thinking..."lucky dog. Blessed with good dirt and climate". We rounded the garage to arrive at The Garden. Oh my!!!!  The tomatoe plants were huge and full, the peppers were so loaded down they could hardly stand straight. The squash plants looked like something from a tropical island they were so big and lush....and might I add full of squash.  I was in awe! What to say??? What tip of the day? What pearl of wisdom from Mama? Please son, try to continue to pretend I know more than you about gardening. Please ask me again what I think about a certain technique. Please, please ask my advice! It feels sooo motherly like! But honestly I was just blown away by the beauty of his garden!

We got home last night and first thing this morning I went straight out to visit my anemic, little, puny veggie plants in the garden. I gleaned from my son that I need to maybe add some of my chicken manure that I have been patiently letting age. I apologized to the plants for letting them starve. I apologized to God for being a little prideful. He certainly reeled me in on that one. And then I thanked Him for showing me that my son is exactly what I always prayed for. A man that has listened and obeyed his parents, learned from them(from the things we did right AND wrong), and is now living his life just as we prayed he would. He has produced much fruit in many ways...and can now teach his old mama a few things. Thank you, God.