Covered
A couple of years ago, I stopped buying bagged mulch for my flower beds. Instead, I began using what God was already providing around me—pine straw. As the pines shed their needles, I rake...
Category: Nature
Broken Pieces
Inspiration always comes during long walks surrounded by nature. My husband recently gifted me a new shotgun designed for individuals with petite frames. On this day, my walk brought me past our go to...
Long Season of Ugly
The only kind of plants I’ve ever been truly good at growing are ferns. My mother loved them, and I grew up watching her care for hers. The first thing she taught me was...
Deeply Rooted Weeds
One of my favorite times of year is early fall, when the hot, humid Texas nights finally cool into the 60s and that crispness lingers through the morning. It’s the perfect time to head...
Extra Layer of Protection
I’m always experimenting with ways to naturally reduce the weeds that want to take over my flower beds. My latest method has me carrying unbleached coffee filters and used coffee grounds out to the...
Some Storms Never Come
Recently, I was on a girl’s trip to the beach. From the balcony of our condo, I looked out over the ocean and saw a thunderstorm raging in the distance. Lightning flashed again and...
“Hey Nana, I Got One!”
When my granddaughter was about four years old, she loved coming over for day visits. She was a lively, petite little thing, full of energy and curiosity. I was always looking for ways to...
Spiritual Fruit
This summer, my 9-year-old grandson and I ventured out to pick muscadines. The vines were heavy with clusters—some grapes high and out of reach, others hanging low, ready for little hands to pluck. We...
Don’t Live With A Crushed Spirit!
It never fails—just when I get my lawn freshly mowed and manicured, a storm blows through and litters it with debris. One afternoon, while picking up fallen branches under a large holly tree, I...
Pruned For His Glory
Walking through a plant center one spring afternoon, an enticing and invigorating scent drifted my way. I followed the aroma until I found a freshly stocked row of fruit trees. Bees were buzzing happily...