A lonely little piece of land languished between my concrete driveway and a gravel road. It received no shade and flourished, you could say, with weeds and shale. This summer, I decided to turn that hopeless lot into a flower bed. When I started researching what to plant, I logged…
I want so desperately to have a green thumb! I am filled with anticipation and hope whenever I bring home a little vegetable seedling or a new houseplant. I wait expectantly over the next few days to weeks, carefully watering, ensuring it’s getting adequate sunshine, etc. But no matter how…
I’m single. I’m not writing that in desperation or ingratitude for the season I’m in, although that certainly hasn’t always been the case. And I realize others reading this may not be in the same stage of life. But the lessons I’ve learned in this waiting period are probably applicable…