Sometimes change happens suddenly, and whether it is a change in circumstances or a change in the seasons, our challenge is to adjust and find our footing. Monday morning in the garden, I witnessed an exciting sign of the changing season for the very first time. Donna, Sue, and I were on the east side of the garden planting ornamental grasses in the tribe of Naphtali. Suddenly, we looked up to see Daniel Arenas on the northern edge of Asher, frantically waving his arms and pointing to the eastern sky. Honestly, I didn’t know what to expect since planes make their approach to the Dallas-Fort Worth Airport right over the garden. When we turned to look up, we beheld an amazing sight: hundreds of migrating birds hovered in the air above the garden. I’ve been watching birds for years, but this was my first time to see snow geese on their annual migration across Texas. For several wonderful moments, we watched these magnificent birds break rank and soar above the garden like a black and white whirlwind. Just one more reason I am so thankful for the blessing of the garden. If we had not been outside digging in the dirt at that very moment, we would have missed that amazing sign of the changing seasons!
That same night, we enjoyed the first of several seasonably cold evenings in north Texas, dropping the nighttime temperature into the fifties and forties and bringing more rain to our parched state. After a high temperature on Monday of ninety degrees, we enjoyed a crisp, beautiful day with a high in the sixties on Tuesday. This time of year in Texas really does make the summers worth it all–at least, for me!
Work continued this week on the walled spice garden in Gad.
The sukkah in Manasseh hosted several visitors during the Feast of Tabernacles week.
On Thursday, a group from Tulsa, Oklahoma, came to plant the Treasure Chest Garden at the entrance to Zebulun.
Over the next several weeks, we will continue planting, removing spent plant material, spreading bark mulch, and preparing the garden for the colder temperatures of fall.
I will leave you with one last picture: Zebulun’s boat in a sea of river rock and grasses. She may not be sea-worthy, but she is sturdy! Whether or not we all share Zebulun’s entrepreneurial motivation, she is still an inspirational sight.
