Thursday, May 8, 2008

The New Old Green

In the Psalms when we are instructed to "sing a new song", it doesn't mean that we are to sing something in a way that's never been done before, but to sing anew of the long faithfulness and glory of our God.  Likewise, being Green really isn't something that's new, either.  Being Green - or whatever you want to call it - is pretty old.  In fact, it goes all the way back to the Beginning.
As you might guess, one of my favorite verses is Psalm 24:1-2  "The earth is the Lord's and the fullness thereof, the world and those who dwell therein, for He has founded it upon the seas and established it upon the rivers."  The earth is His.  Period.  The trees, the hills, the snails and fireflies, cattle and birds, flowers and rocks.  All His.  In the beginning, after He had created man, who is also His, Genesis tells us, "The Lord God took the man and put him in the garden of Eden to work it and keep it."  (Gen. 2:15)  So, you see, being Green is nothing new, for it was God who made the earth and all that is in it, pronounced it "good", and gave Adam a mandate to work and keep it.  
As I've explored these ideas and begun experimenting with how I can work and keep my own garden in God's green earth, I've begun to understand more of what it means to truly tend that garden - to cause it to prosper while doing it no harm.  To give to it so that it may give to me...that I may work in the garden,  and "walk with God in the evening."  To that end, I've been conducting what I'm calling "The Grand Experiment."  Because we no longer keep several horses (just one horse, one pony, and a goat) we can now use the pastures to grow hay.  It's a fun thought knowing that I won't have to buy a lick of hay this year.

We have also begun veggie gardening again, and have put in several raised beds.  These photos are a week old, and already the garden is more leafy.  We've got onions, carrots, lettuces, spinach, broccoli, peas, melons, tomatoes, peppers, green beans, cucumbers, squash, and pumpkins.  There are a few herbs in the beds, but I've put most of them in the flower gardens instead of filling those beds up with annuals.  
Recently I went with friends to GroWild Nursery in Fairview for their really fun annual open house.  It's a fabulous nursery that deals only in native plants, and it was enlightening to see how they had used them in their own beds - beautifully informal, natural, and comfortable.  Not formally structured, and yet very beautiful.  Why not use native plants?  Duh.

This is our rain barrel set-up.  It's a 55-gallon barrel, but 1/4 inch of rain from the gutter system will fill it.  Note the overflow spout.  The overflow will pour out of the spout down into the tub, freshening the water for the dogs and cats.
     The pea tendrils are so delicate and so tenacious.
This is my newly-built garden house, but I'm not sure that's what I'll call it.  Potting shed?  Garden shed?  Garden cottage?  Help!  Any suggestions?  I just love it and think it's too pretty to just be a "shed."  Can't you see the roses and clematis on the arch once they begin to grow, and roses climbing the little house someday?
The green bean seedlings are growing fast and getting ready to climb their tower.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

American Ruins

A handful of miles outside of Port Gibson, down a sunken road that winds through dark woods, you will suddenly and seemingly out of nowhere, spy the Windsor Ruins.  Built prior to The War, this home was not actually a victim of the war, but of fire.  It's impressive array of columns still stand sentinel to the grandeur that was once Windsor Plantation.
  Gilbert and his blue balloon play amidst the columns.
While the adults gaze up at massive things, Gilbert spies the small things.
                                             A column base.                           Patrick wants the blue balloon.
                         Silent majestic sentinels.
                                        Kristin and Patrick.
                                                A floral crown.
                                   Sunset's shadows beckon. 

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Old Testimony

We're familiar with the old phrase, "If only these walls could speak", but when I look at old church buildings, the phrase rises to new heights.  Who were the people that founded these churches?  What were the particular callings on their lives as they sought to establish Christianity in that place?  How did God lead them, and how did He answer their prayers?  We can be sure that His covenant with them, and with His people centuries and millenia before, is the same for us today.  We still plant churches in foreign culture and reclaim the land a little at a time.
This is the Bayou Pierre Presbyterian Church, organized here in 1807.  
This is Bethel Presbyterian Church, a Greek Revival style church built in 1843 and had been in use until one year ago.  It was beautifully kept despite having no congregation.

                 Papa and Gilbert in the Bethel churchyard.
                                 Inside Bethel.
                                                    So long!!

More Fun in Mississippi

Papa and Nana just love spending time with their boys.  They are growing so fast!
Patrick is a very tactile baby and especially loves the feel of fabrics.  He discovered Papa's shoelace and played with it for the longest time.Birthday party after-glow . . . and the coffee didn't hurt, either!

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Gilbert's Happy Birthday

Last week our dear Gilbert turned two years old!  Of course, Nana and Papa had to go help to celebrate the big event, and it was lots of fun for all.  However, when you're only two, it's not easy to comprehend the import of a party that's all about you.  (Even though toddler-think is "all about me.")  When it came time for the ceremony of cake, candles, and singing "Happy Birthday" Gilbert had a lot to wonder about!
Once those formalities were done, though, and it was time to eat cake, well... that's pretty comprehendible!  
Daddy helped Gilbert open the presents that all his friends brought him.

Since Gilbert has loved watching Daddy mow the lawn, Nana and Papa gave him his own lawnmower so he can mow, too.  To Nana and Papa's delight, Gilbert loved his lawnmower and mows all over the house and yard.  It makes lots of noise, too.  This is sometimes known as "Grandparents' Revenge."  

The Come-back Kids

Today was the Country Music Marathon/Half-Marathon, and these two gentlemen ran the Half in very admirable times.  This is pretty cool in itself, but what's really cool is that these two spent a good portion of the past several months dealing with surgeries, therapies and treatments, but God has blessed them with good recoveries.  Really good, I'd say, if they ran 13.1 miles!  Way to go, guys!  And by the way, they weren't running only for themselves, but as a part of the King's Meadow Endurance Team who is raising funds for New College Franklin.  You can check it out at kingsmeadow.com/endurance.
                   John comes in with after a strong finish.

               George is obviously pleased with his run.