As I write this, I am looking out over the beautiful draw behind my house. Wild sunflowers are blooming, all over the place, in perfect clumps that look like bouquets. I don’t remember them from last summer, which just goes to show you how easy it is to take natural beauty for granted.
And who knew there were so many varieties of sunflowers? I am particularly intrigued by a kind called Mexican–the petals are bright orange. There are many kinds of zinnias, too, I am discovering. I have pinwheels, puffs, and ‘cactus flower’ seeds. I sure hope my deck doesn’t collapse under the weight of all those planters!
This morning, it was time to thin out the zinnia shoots. It was hard for me to pluck those poor little green sprouts out of their pots, but it’s necessary, of course, if the strong ones are to have room to grow and thrive. I think there is a bigger lesson here–for me, at least. I have a lot of plans and goals, but as I get older, I’m beginning to realize that I need to weed some of them out, if my highest priorities are to be fulfilled.
I’m getting to know Tate, the eldest of the three Texas McKettrick brothers, and I like what I see. This is a man with a lot of challenges to deal with.
Us to Tate:
Join the club, cowboy.
