On one of those rare sunny evenings in May, Alex and I found ourselves at home with a completed to do list and nothing on the calendar. Alex and Sarah have started a vegetable garden in a couple of raised beds in our backyard, Alex saying that since I am growing this baby, at least he and Sarah can grow some plants. As Alex marveled at the little sprouts that were coming up just days after planting, I looked up ideas for plant markers, which led to the most wonderful evening together crafting as we watched the sunset across the ridge.
Alex cut apart cans for me while I practiced backwards writing, etching each of the plant names onto the backs of the pieces of aluminum before he affixed them to some bamboo stakes he had gleaned from our Uncle Bob. The sunshine, the calm of creating something from garbage for a garden that would provide us with fresh produce in just a few months, and a few hours with no agenda other than just time together was a gift that I don't take for granted.As my belly continues to expand with the growth of our Little Man, our garden continues to sprout up new life as well.
"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!" - 2 Corinthians 5:17
