Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Scribbles and Scrambles ~ October Plethora
I pulled this plethora of produce out of my veggie garden yesterday. October 26th.
Last year it snowed on October 11th. This year we have produce almost all the way into November. Tomorrow night should freeze though so I'll have to harvest one last time.
They say that it you don't like the weather in Iowa, just wait a few minutes...it'll change.