There’s work to be done in the garden. But when is that not true?
The LORD God put the man in the Garden of Eden to take care of it and to look after it. (CEV) – Genesis 2:15
If my 60-something self could say something to my 30-something self, I would say, “Don’t be so ambitious!” There’s more here than I can properly take care of now, even after I’ve lowered my standards considerably.
I get the occasional, “I told you so,” from my husband who never wanted anything but a green lawn. But what’s the fun in that? There’s beauty and surprise out here. Everything is always in transition.
This Beautyberry is something I love, but didn’t plant. It’s a happy accident that volunteered itself in a good place. The green berries of early summer are transitioning to this lovely purple for fall.
The picture above is Zingibar Zerumbet, commonly called either Pinecone Ginger or Shampoo Ginger. The foliage appears in late spring, and the collage shows the cones in transition from May into July, and now in September. It is not yet the glorious red that it will be in November and December.
Beloved, we are God’s children now, and what we will be has not yet appeared; but we know that when he appears we shall be like him, because we shall see him as he is. – I John 3:2
And speaking of red in the garden. My Cardinal Spear is over five feet tall and displaying these brilliant red spikes, which will be showy until after Christmas.
The hummingbirds are enjoying them now, but don’t look for one in this picture.
The nature of life is to always be in transition. Sometimes we are keenly aware of it, and sometimes we are too busy living life to notice. Sometimes the transformation is sudden, and at other times, the changes are so gradual they are barely perceptible.
Keep changing me, O Lord, until I am conformed to the image of your Son.
And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another. For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit. – 2 Corinthians 3:18
Shalom, Dottie
Dottie Lovelady Rogers 
It is in the knowing of what we will one day become that we base our hope isn’t it my friend. I’ve had the same thoughts about our little ranch from time to time; especially as I am recovering from surgery and require assistance to do almost everything around here. Should I give up the ranch in a few more years? A very good possibility, but I pray God calls me home before I have to leave my inspiration for much of my writing. God’s blessings Ms. Dottie.
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It surely is our hope. I must have missed your sharing that you had surgery. I pray for the Lord to do a great work in your recovery. We look behind, as see how He’s brought us through some tough stuff and gotten to where we are today. That’s the basis for hope today and tomorrow – that He continues to move mountains on our behalf. I pray you have clarity and confirmation as you seek His will.
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