I Love New York Travel

“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin.” –Jesus

And they don’t worry about diet supplements or wrinkle, either. :-p

My flowers are blooming despite my horrible neglect of the gardens this year. I’ve been either renovating or traveling for business or writing freelance, like crazy this year. I have never been so busy as I have been this year, never. It’s good to be productive, but it is a two-edged sword. I miss my meditative, reflective times that I have in great abundance, and of course, life is rather crazy with the house gutted. But I am grateful to be doing it all. It needs it, and thank God I am able to do it.

My gardens are my retreat. I hope to give them a little attention this month, by relieving them of weeds and stopping to smell the roses. ;)

Isn’t it lovely? I planted two of them a few years ago…. five or six years ago now. I didn’t think they were going to make it, because the deer and rabbits nearly chomped the trees into the ground (and they still do chomp). This year has been a good year for the tree. We had some apples from it last year, but this year I expect a good crop. It’s partner tree, a MacIntosh tree, is not doing so well. It’s a slow grower and it was especially targeted by the deer. :(

Nonetheless, I am pleased that both have survived. I love watching my baby plants grow. It’s more interesting than watching movies on entertainment centers, to me. Such beautiful things!

Man, have we got bugs now. Bugs, bugs, bugs. The spider population has exploded. So has the mosquito pool (thanks to the SIX inches of rain we’ve got so far for June, yuk).

My daughter snapped this photo of a bumblebee (or perhaps this is a carpenter bee?) on my son’s hand. He was quite docile. When I think of bumblebees, I admit I have a difficult thime thinking of something besides those goofy black and yellow infant halloween costumes, lol. I can’t seem to tell if this bee is a bumble or carpenter. Can you??

I like the fresh summer weather, the freedom of going outside without cramming one’s limbs into stuffy padded parkas and boots…. but the bugs are horrible. I hate them. They love me. They see me as a walking feast of fresh blood and raw meat. :-p I can’t wait until winter kills them all, muahahahaha.