"When you tickle the earth with a hoe she laughs with a harvest."
This morning I felt like laughing myself when we harvested our little pumpkin patch and our purple martin birdhouse gourds. What a joy to stand and relish the brilliant colors that the gourds, the zinnias and the pumpkins have delivered to our little corner of the world! We had hoped for at least 4 pumpkins so Tom, Phillip, MiMi and Peter could pick one out, but we even have enough for a pie or two.
This little harvest makes all the mosquito bites worth it. Next year when the purple martins come and make homes in our birdhouses, the mosquitoes will be the their entree, and we will have the satisfying experience of sitting in the evening and watching the martins swoop over our garden, dining on our sworn enemies.
"A thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest." William Blake
"Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds you plant." Robert Lewis Stevenson
1 comment:
What sweet little pumpkins and gourds! Ya'll did great! Everything looks so yummy! Love you!
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